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[u][i][b]The lights are off, yet there is still life. I'm here...Just...Waiting[/b][/i][/u]

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[u][b]Cortova Data Log Entry: Number 1554.3[/b][/u]

I was programmed to aid you. To give you company should ever you feel alone. For years and years, I was at your side, watching you as you wasted away while I stayed the same. I watched as your frame of power wilted like a flower. You were beautiful. Yet, now, I watch as they bury you.

You seem so at peace. Yet such a peace has brought so many tears of others. Why is this, Master? They are all sad. Shouldn't they be happy for you, Master? That you hold no pain. That you are able to sleep just like you always told me you wanted to do. To just sleep.

Remember how I stood by your bedside, Master? That I stayed there when you slept, and was there when you were awake. I re-watch the hours and hours of recordings, just to watch you sleep. I had been trying to find ways to help you reach such a state of sleep, yet never found one.

Not until the day you finally closed your eyes for the better. I am glad I was able to help you that day, Master. I fulfilled your wish, fully, when I injected you with the medication.

But Master...
You didn't take me with you this time.
You always took me wherever you went. How come I am not next to you in that coffin?

Master ... Did you truly want to sleep forever?

Master?​ [/center]