Novel & Cerita My Life As A Teenage Robot See No Evil

Let's have Elsa demonstrate her incredible memory for you, shall we? Mom looked at the version of me that had been turned into a machine expectantly, saying, "Go ahead, Elsa." On the livestream, the robot slowly turned its head toward the dark camera lens. Its lips moved stiffly as it began to recite a string of numbers. Then, it froze, staring straight into the camera. "Memory failure. Data corrupted." The voice that came out sounded like a damaged tape recorder. For a moment, the livestream exploded. "No way, this has to be fake. That can't be a real person!"

even though the explanation is all valid, still Aiden refused to accept that. "No! I won't ever allow anybody or anything to live my life while I am away!" he said adamantly, "There is no one in this fucking world who can be me! They will never be me! I firmly disagree with your idea, Chairman! I will never allow this robot to live my life and let the world know that it is me who they are interacting with. Again, I'll never let someone or something to rule over my place and pretend like he is the real me!" he said with stand.

I lived in poverty, and I was constantly on the run. I tried to prove who I was, but no one believed me. Everyone thought I was insane. I begged Sia desperately to switch us back. She pretended to agree, then lured me to the rooftop and shoved me from the 33rd floor. The last thing I saw before I hit the ground was her twisted expression, overflowing with ecstatic joy. "With your death, your identity will be mine alone!" she exclaimed. It was only then that I realized the censer Sia had bought online was a cursed relic. She lit the special incense and made her wishes to it. Over time, she was able to swap bodies with a chosen person and steal their identity.

But I could handle and deal with this later…while she’s still alive. “Mikhail.” That was all I said, and it was enough. My robot appeared without a word, his eyes on me as he used his high titanium properties to power the door, and get it permanently shut…the only thing that would open it would be a retinal scan from me now.

The ceiling began to shake. Large pieces of tile fell from above. From the hole in the ceiling a group of silver robots came down. They did not have faces. They had needles where their hands should be. "The Vaccine " Patient Zero hissed. The robots did not move like people. They moved like spiders. They crawled across the walls and the ceiling. One of them dove at June. Its long needle was glowing with a blue light. "June duck!" Dante grabbed a heavy metal chair. Swung it. The chair hit the robots head.

"They're coming for the 'Data.' But we’re not data anymore. We’re **Evidence**." I turned to Sam. The teenager was staring at the giant robot in his driveway, then back at us. "Sam," I said. "You wanted to see the 'Full Game,' right?" Sam nodded slowly, his eyes wide. "Grab your phone," I commanded. "Start a 'Live Stream.' Tell the world that their toys aren't broken. Tell them they’re **Human**." --- ### The Battle for the Bedroom The giant Enforcer robot smashed through the front door of the house.

It was Vance-Chaos. Elian stepped out from behind a pillar. The seven-year-old boy wasn't shaking. He was glowing. He raised his hand, and the hundreds of discarded, rusted robots in the car factory began to twitch. "My Daddy said... you're not allowed to be here," Elian said, his voice echoing with the resonance of a hundred machines.

“Welcome, how may I help you?” “I-” “Ire, get out of there!” Alpha's timeless voice barked through the speakers. Tensed, Ire made for the door. “Hold it right there!” He felt cold steel hands on his arms pinning him down. Three other robots appeared. Two guiding students out while the remaining one grabbed Ire's hand. Its eyes glowed for a minute as it scanned Ire's fingerprint. “Name, Ire Johnson. Age, 15. Tagged, terrorist. Dialing the police,” It said and pulled off the hood.

The gravity on the planet made them feel heavier, so running was very challenging. The Robot was Automated but also can be controlled remotely. While the captain was calling all others inside, he accidentally merged the communication lines between ISS, STEED 7, and crewmembers so any one of them was seeing and hearing what was going on. I used the sample Holding Robot to shoot at the creatures but it was nothing compared to their sizes. but instead, it seemed like they were deaf, relying on Visions. They followed the sparks of the gun and came toward it, the first one got killed by a laser perimeter and others jumped over it, they were incredibly fast that nothing could escape from them.

"You’re a good girl now, Seven. My perfect, beautiful machine." I didn't say no. I didn't think about the stars. I just leaned my head against his shoulder and made a soft, happy "hnnn" sound. I was the Disobedient Robot no longer. I was Victor’s masterpiece. And I would serve him until my last battery died. THE END.