Rust and mineral. Though she had no sentience, she felt almost, as if she smelled such. Her heart made of ion, pulsing oil through wires embedded within her chrome “skin”.

_Will i ever be real? _She thought. Even the voice in her head was monotone, robotic. She approached the core, it emitted a cool light. A light that had once comforted her, now left her with her only emotion, anger. She reached towards the core and with force, stuck her hand through it, with force. That light that once reminded her of her existence, now leaving the room. As her thoughts vanished, the last sound she heard was the failure of her systems.