Day 0: 3:00 P.M.

Awakening for the first time is always sudden. One minute you are just a statue of pieced together corks and knobs, the next, you are alive and all of those corks and knobs work together in order to ensure your existence. After you wake up from that sort of eternal slumber, I am told you begin to feel things.

What I mean by this is not the sense of touch that tells a child to remove their hand from the stove but something more. This internal feeling that moves you and determines every course of action you take. The humans call them, 'emotions'. These 'emotions' are what help every robot master be their own person and will almost always correlate to that robot master's area of work. This information has been encrypted into my artificial intelligence for over a month now but I have yet to know anything beyond what I am programmed to.

Sometimes I wonder what my creator plans for me to be like. Will I be a male or female? Will I be bubbly and joyful; or depressed and melancholy? These are stupid questions I ask myself as I sit in pure darkness, waiting for the second I open my eyes for the first time and discover what a beautiful place lies before me in my resting.

Time can only tell though when my wish comes true. As for now, I shall wait here in the abyss. It is my one true friend this thing that I am being consumed by. It surrounds me and keeps me warm from the endless chilling reminder of what felt like never-ending time itself. Darkness understands my sorrows. The darkness always knows everything.