You knew this is how it would end. You're still an Android, and Androids are not allowed to feel prohibited emotions.

You never knew much about the purpose of TE-33, of course, it is a classified type of an Anroid. All she'd tell you is that she's just an outdated model, that they don't manufacture those anymore. The fact that she is old is known, yet every model has a meaning behind it's name, makes you wonder what TE stands for.

Truth Enforcer. All this time she was there to oversee your workplace, to eliminate the Androids that have learned the truth about people. Those people you, Androids, cherish are the ones lying to you. You've been told, no, programmed to believe that your conscious is unexistent. It's the equivalent to brainwashing a human into believing they're mere servants for a higher being. All your life you sincerely believed in serving the human race, until one day you heard your fellow Android friend gone missing after a heated argument with an overseeing Android, he got emotional. When he returned, he spoke none of what happened, and it looked as if he lost the spark in his eyes.

Then you started noticing, noticing how everything around you is orchestred perfectly. And once the seed of doubt is planted, you'll eventually come to a conclusion, you're a great analytic mind after all.

And whoever gets out of the line to fight for justice, gets the blade, that is the job of model TE, specifically TE-33, who is now after you.