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Droid
Legacy Name: Droid


The Glacier Harvester
Owner: Vanity

Age: 14 years, 7 months, 2 weeks

Born: September 8th, 2009

Adopted: 14 years, 3 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: January 12th, 2010

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 17
     
  • Speed: 0
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


What am I now? Just a machine.


I was a soldier. A fighter. I fought for my country; for our freedom and rights, for the good of our people. I saved my men in battle. I saved my country in war. I was a decorated hero. Medals, ceremonies, every honor imaginable. I killed hundreds of bastards bent on destroying innocent lives, and was damn good at it.

Yet it all came to nothing in the end; I couldn't save what I loved the most. More than my country and my comrades. My family.

My beautiful wife, god how I loved her. Whirlwind romance, we were married within the year. I didn't think life could get any better. The woman of my dreams and the respect of my peers, what more could I ask for? But that was before I met her; my daughter. I'll never forget the first moment I took her tiny figure into my arms, wrinkled and red. I looked into her blue eyes and promised her I would never let anyone hurt her.

You never think, looking at your child for the first time, 'I will outlive her'. It's something no parent can imagine.

And yet, here I am. If you can call this living.

It was a super bug. That's what they called it at the time; some scientific nonsense I couldn't understand. There was nothing they could do for her, her immune system couldn't handle the attack. She just shut down. I held her in my arms in those last moments as her blue eyes stared into mine, aching with the pain of her disease. 'Don't cry Daddy,' she whispered. I told her I loved her, and she closed her eyes for the final time. Life afterward was hard on my wife. She withdrew into her own world of despair, a world I was not a part of. I never suspected anything until I walked in on her lifeless body sprawled on the bed one day after work.

And that's how I ended up here. They were having trouble finding volunteers, so I offered myself. If I died in the process, so be it. I had tried my best. But they succeeded; unexpectedly, I came out unscathed.

Now I spend my days cleaning up the hell hole this world has turned into. More machine than man, what's left of my emotions walled off in my mind until night. Every night I open up my memories and go through them, painful as they are. I cannot let myself forget them. The nights go by, each as difficult as the last, but as the agony washes over me I never cry. For her, I never cry.

Pet Treasure


Mercurial Throwing Vial

Blood Officer Cap

Pet Friends