• Feelings… I could not say that I envied those with feelings or despised the thought of them. I could not say that the senses were good or bad thing. They were miscellaneous programs not functioned in my system. I was a cyborg, how ever could a cyborg ever truly feel? Even with a program installed, it was a program and just that. It was a worthless simulation. Even I, the world’s second most advanced machine in the world (Dante being the first) could not even describe the sensations from the hearts or the alien thing called feelings. I was apathetic, and almost meaningless now. I was not going to serve my original purpose and because of this, I was considered obsolete and a failed experiment.

    I walked about the crowded streets, unsure of what I was to do next. I should have started to carry out my plans but… I did not know where to start. I was a machine, I had only so much free will. I had was not able to disobey those who created me so easily. I was not human, yet I had not remorse. Something in my systems had merely disregarded all thought processes that included disobeying those who had created me. I do not expect you to understand how I work or what prevents me from committing these transactions, you are only human and I am only a machine.

    Though-out this whole tale, I must apologize for my inefficiency. I can only tell the story, I cannot explain in the fullest detail, I cannot keep adding on without distracting myself with every little thought that enters my system. I cannot help myself. I guess I am doing the same now…

    I believe that I left off at the part that I was walking about aimlessly and in confusion. I had not let the thought of total freedom process. However, I did realize that I had a limited time to run away from this city. It was only a matter of time that the scientists from the lab had noticed I was missing. They tested me each day, routinely. Each day at 3 o’ clock. It was only morning now. I had time… Or did I. There was a possibly that even at that moment, scientists were scrambling around the laboratory, searching for their precious machine. “Was it a burglar or was is a break-out?!” they would ask in a frantic and crackling voice. This thought made me feel… Satisfied?

    No, I had not feelings. I am a cyborg, I have stated this fact many times (I am surprised if anyone does not understand this fact now). That being said, I have been known to be naïve. At that moment, I was naïve to my own power, I was naïve to the fact I could easily over-power those scientists that created me. I walked, bending my body every so slightly so I was hidden within the crowds. Were Japanese sidewalks always so congested?

    I supposed I could have climbed onto and jump around the tops of buildings or fly above the masses. Though, I was attempting to be inconspicuous so I ended up deciding against it. I moved forward, where I was going, I did not know. Traffic stopped suddenly in front of a small intersection. Mobs waited. I did not see why. I pushed people away, I had thought the people were quite rude for stopping so abruptly yet people were yelling at me as if I had done something wrong. I made my way to the front of the pack. The cross-walk was ahead, miniature vehicle rushed passed. I shrugged my shoulders and walked on. Again, people were yelling (and also honking horns) at me as if I had done something wrong. Vehicles whirred about every vehicle kept speeding by me. I reached the next sidewalk and moved on without a second thought. I was oblivious to all the traffic laws, except one, pedestrians always have right of way.

    How long would I walk? What did it look like outside of the city? Where was I? I asked all of these questions to myself and a million more. I walked for hours and finally, the moment had come where I did not see skyscrapers ahead, I saw hills and the broad horizon. I moved forward, this was city limits. In the next city, I was far enough from the laboratory now. I could go to the next city without having to disguise myself and call the laboratory on Cyborg Island and everything would be so easy from there… Or was that only a fantasy?