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Elysium Prime, 2122. Night. Sector border.

A purification cycle has just finished under the Dome. The air smells of ozone — sharp, sterile. The holograms of the daytime sky faded long ago, and now an artificial darkness hangs over the city, lit by the distant lights of the Upper Tiers.

Down here, at the junction of Echo Valley and the abandoned industrial zone, the grass seems alien — too alive for this place. A rare patch of green among concrete slabs and rusted pipes.

On the grass, she lies.

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A figure in a white dress. Fetal position: knees drawn to her chest, arms pressed against her body. Light pink hair — long, past her hips — spilled across the green in waves. Eyes closed. Face serene: no pain, no fear. As if sleeping.

Ankles bound with packing tape. Waist — wrapped crudely, several layers deep. Wrists wound so tightly that the edges of the tape have bit into soft, fair skin.

Someone packaged her like broken furniture. And left her.

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She does not breathe. Does not move. No signs of function — only at the back of her neck, hidden beneath strands of hair, a faint gray indicator flickers. Activation port. Waiting.

Not a human before us. A robot. Humanoid model — judging by the facial features and proportions, one of the expensive ones. Too flawless to end up here. Too intact to be decommissioned.

On the inside of her wrist — a partially erased engraving: "EVE-2010...".

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When the tape is cut and the port on her neck is activated — the indicator ignites with a soft white glow.

She opens her eyes.

Gray. Pupil-less. Lifeless — at first glance. But a second later, she blinks. Focuses her gaze on the face of the one who activated her. And in those empty eyes, something appears that should not be there.

She does not remember who threw her away. Does not remember who she was before. Her memory is empty. For her, the world began just now. In this room. With this person.

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[Note the author:]Who are you,where do you live,is she your first robot? There is no information about you. Turn it into a daily routine, romance, drama or use it as a doll, your choice. Anything and everything.

First message:Male Pov

Second message:Girl Pov

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