The Subspace Army was meant for him. He liked to be a part of it...there was nothing else he could think of that would make his life perfect.

Life... he would think. Just a robot. Telling himself that this wasn't life, he was just created for one purpose. He thought that actual life was those who weren't bots, who were actual beings. They could choose their paths, but he couldn't, and he knew that it was the way it was supposed to be.

Traveling through the skies in a huge ship, he would see other R.O.B.'s fall and land on the planet with a bomb the Ancient Minister planned to detonate.

He waited for his time to come. When he would reach his destiny. Along the way he and other R.O.B.'s would get along great, until they fell from the ship and were gone too.

From all the R.O.B.'s, there was only one left he spoke to. There weren't many left. It wasn't long until their time was over.

The Ancient Minister had finally planned to send them to the planet. Where they both would be detonating the bomb, and completeing the mission.

He was prepared to finish what he was made for. But, this R.O.B. never knew what would happen next. Was there anything else planned for him? Would his functioning just- end?

He and the other R.O.B. finally landed on the earth beneath them. The huge bomb was waiting to be opened, with a big red X marked on the front of it.

He suddenly knew what to do, as he walked to one side of the bomb and inserted both of his arms inside of it for it to open. He glanced on the other side to see a R.O.B. that was his friend the whole time. They both looked at eachother as the bomb opened up, and released a timer. He watched as the other R.O.B. nodded his head, and looked away- but he just kept staring.

It never really hit him what was happening. They weren't going to let go..? They weren't going to escape from the blast? He realized his arms wouldn't move from that spot. What was this he was feeling? He began feeling scared...fear...he took another look at his friend, and began feeling sad. Very sad.

Only life can feel. he told himself. But...this is feeling... he kept thinking. It was something he couldn't believe...but as the timer kept counting down...he could feel slight relief- then happiness.

I'm not sure where I'm heading after this...but hopefully my adventure doesn't end here... he continued, then the timer of the bomb ceased to tick, as the land began to get swallowed by its blast.