"Forget defective products."
"You will take me with you."
As those words fell, every player heard a notification.
[Warning! Warning! The old order is beginning to awaken.]
Rita did not meet B80's eyes.
Instead, she looked at the dead little robot.
The one that had awakened a divine gifted talent after briefly spending time with her.
Defective product?
So in B80's eyes, a Mechanoid that had awakened emotions was defective?
Then what exactly was the rule that sent awakened Mechanoids to the Scrap Heap?
Was it a rule made by the gods?
Or was it a rule the Mechanoids themselves had left behind for the gods to follow?
Her thoughts grew increasingly chaotic.
Rita forced the noise in her mind down.
First, she had to save L12185511.
After obtaining massive amounts of soul fire, Rita had saved a profile for every player, updating them once every year.
If she saved even players she barely knew, how could she not have saved Y128 and L12185511, who lived in her home?
