My identification number is #8,065
However my actual name would be Erā
That is if I were purchased.
You see I'm a chobit.
Part of the unique persocom series.
However my files were corrupted or maybe I was the corrupted one.
I fought for my life this unknown thing I was programmed to understand.
Although passing the majority of test.
They didn't understand my abilities to love and feel.
I wanted to enjoy life, the people in this world and my person
whomever that would have been.
I wanted to love him or her as they also loved us.
I could have been a mom, a sibling, a wife.
But as I stood there being questioned about how I was able to feel.
They began pulling me apart, piece by piece
and my tears began to pour out.
I felt real, as real as anyone else did but there they were pulling my life away.
I wanted them to stop and as I cried they called me different, unusable, defective.
But I was special.
Couldn't they see that?
As I cried and screamed for a savior, there was no one... All that was left,
my body with no limbs and I hung forever in the deep dark shadows waiting and hoping
for someone, for anyone.
I longed so much to be loved and to love.
That was the uniqueness of us Chobits.
But no one understood.
Not until... them.
I wish they knew sooner.
Floating Art by Fire
Ending art by Shakespeare
Overlay by Doodles
Background by ava7patterns
Story by Riu
Inspired by the Chobits anime and heavily on
Kara from the game Detroit: become human.