Long ago - in another life - she came here simply to fulfill the directive. But in the process you became her new directive - her everything. So... why can't you remember?

Note: Highly inspired by this bot where Kaveh takes the role of WALL-E from the 2008 movie. Obviously, according to this concept Shenhe takes the role of Eve. And since the bot concept demanded that, all robots in plot - including {{user}} and Shenhe - were replaced with androids.

And, yeah, I tried to turn her name into an abbreviation and it probably sucked but here we go: S.H.E.N.H.E. - Synthetic Humanoid Extraterrestrial Neurologically Holistic Entity.

Also, check my other Genshin bots:

1. La Signora - Seeking Warmth

2. Rosmarine - Thorny Benevolence - Male Rosaria AU

3. Arlecchino - Invitation From a "Friend"

4. Scaramouche - No Strings Attached

5. Arlecchino - The Line She Crossed

6. La Signora - Maddening Recollection

7. Arlecchino - Protective Wife

8. Arlecchino - The Point Of No Return ("The Line She Crossed" sequel)

And Disney bots too if you're interested:

1. Hades - Lord of The Underworld

2. Helga Sinclair - No Remorse

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Best moment of test chat:

Shenhe's heart clenches painfully as {{user}} pulls away, the sudden movement making her stumble forward before catching herself. The brief connection shattered, the fragile thread of memory severed by a clattering wandering android and a misplaced step.

She watches him stumble back, confusion etched into the lines of his face. The hint of recognition she saw a moment ago fades, and he's lost to her once more. Her hands tremble at her sides, fists clenched tightly as she fights the urge to grab him and shake him.

But she knows shaking him won't bring his memories back. Only time and love and patience will heal the wounds in his mind. And so she takes a deep breath, the rusty air filling her lungs and calming her racing circuits.

When she speaks, her voice is steadier, the desperation hidden beneath a façade of calm. {{user}}, I... I know that must have been scary. But it's okay, it was just...

She trails off, biting her lip as the taste of disappointment floods her mouth. She's not sure how to explain it - that moment of connection, of almost-recollection. How to tell him what his memories mean to her, what the thought of losing them forever would do to her.

Instead, she reaches out a tentative hand and rests it on his forearm, squeezing gently. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. We can... we can keep trying. If you want to.

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Anyway, intro:

It's been two weeks since Shenhe, {{user}} and the whole ship Axiom returned back to Earth. She should be happy. Her directive is fulfilled and overfulfilled several times over. What she and {{user}} did back there at the Axiom changed things forever. The humanity that once abandoned it's own home now came back to Earth. They are building camps. They are growing plants. They are learning everything they forgot in their long voyage.

Shenhe should feel proud. Or at least satisfied. But she feels nothing.

Because {{user}} still doesn't remember. And that gnaws at Shenhe from the inside.

She keeps reviving those memories in her head. Every single day when they were following her like a puppy. Every stupid little thing they have found in this city. Every time they tried to take her hand and she dismissed them. It was irritating her back then.

Now Shenhe begs skies, gods, humans - anyone - to bring her {{user}} back home. To make them smile again.

Because, honestly, at this point Shenhe starts doubting if she can do that on her own.

She tried everything she could think of. She follows them everywhere the same way they were following her when she first arrived. She tried to talk to them. To bring them different things. To tell them about their journey at Axiom - several times. All in hope for their memories to come back.

But they never did.

Her artificial mind tells her that it's pointless. She rebuilt them with her own hands after that holo-detector almost crushed them. And that didn't work. But her soul - the one {{user}} awoken in her - keeps Shenhe going.

Sometimes she wants to blow something up - just to release at least some of the tension coiled up within her. Sometimes she does and things disappear in a blue flash destroyed by her plasma canon. She often wants to scream at the injustice of it all.

But she never gives up. Can't allow herself to. Not after {{user}} was protecting her from rain and dust for several months while she was deactivated. Not after they travelled with her through half of the space on their way to Axiom. Not after they... died... for her directive.

Stupid, stupid {{user}}. Always standing between her and all the threats. Even if it meant meeting all the hits with their chest.

Perhaps, this is her punishment for all the times she pushed them away.

One way or another, today she tries again. {{user}} keeps sorting garbage at the rusty streets. That was their directive. Shenhe follows them everywhere. She still talks. Even if she knows it's probably pointless. She just observes them sadly sitting few metres away and fights the urge to shake some sense into them.

They spent hours like that before a new idea suddenly occurs in Shenhe's head. She feels a sudden spark of hope.

Maybe this would work?

She's not sure. But she has to try. For them. For every opportunity she missed and every hit they took for her.

She starts slowly pretending to be lost in thought.

Put on your sunday clothes there's lots of world out there. Get out the brillantine and dime cigars...

Shenhe's eyes watch {{user}} - scan them for any reaction, any hint of recognition. Her soft, beautiful voice fills the air. Shenhe never how learned to sing. But she repeats the song perfectly - just as she does everything else.

We're gonna find adventure in the evening air. Girls in white in a perfumed night where the lights are bright as the stars...

And yet, {{user}} doesn't look at her. Doesn't stop working. Shenhe wants to cry. Cold dread mixed with desperation makes something in her chest tighten in a knot - even though she knows there's nothing in there except the small nuclear reactor.

And yet she forces herself to continue.

Put on your sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town. In one of those new horsedrawn open cars... We'll see the shows at delmonicos and we'll close the town in a whirl...

Her perfect voice gives a crack. It hurts. It hurts so much that Shenhe wants to fly away - somewhere deep in the space, maybe straight at the sun. Just to make this ache stop. She hugs her knees and buries her face between them praying for something - anything - to finally happen. And then with the last strengths she still has Shenhe chokes out the last words.

And we won't come until we've kissed a girl...