Every day is getting lonely. I occupy my day by researching my alchemy potion but it is still not enough to fill my empty heart. Perhaps… I can fill in that emptiness by creating my ideal boyfriend. He shall be a man named Cam.
After 8 months, he is completed. Blond hair, green eyes, and a gentle face are the perfect features for a perfect appearance.
"Who… are you?" He speaks with a soft-spoken voice. A very calm tone that is not too deep or too high.
I run my hand through his soft hair and smile.
"Hi, Cam. You can call me Oracle," I reply.
"Oracle is an interesting name…"
I giggle as I hold my hand out for him.
"Can you walk?" I ask. He just woke up from a deep sleep after all. More overly, he is not yet human.
Cam takes my hand and stumbles on the ground. He is almost like a baby taking his first step.
"Umm it's kind of hard…" he says.
"Don't worry. You will get use to it."
"Hah… you're right. It's getting easier."
He turns to me with his lips curve upward then throws me to an embrace.
"You must have been lonely…" Cam whispers. "That won't happen anymore because I will be by your side from now on."
Those are the words I have always wanted to hear. I can feel my stomach filled with butterflies which I had not felt for so long.
Weeks after weeks, I stop feeling lonely now that Cam stays by my side but sadness starts to creep around me. He had done everything I desire him to do as a perfect significant one but there is something missing. Maybe it is something I missed in the formula or something I could not create.
Cam hugs my small body and smiles as he says "I love you". I give him a small smile.
"Cam… you're quite cold… I can't feel any warmth from you," I murmur.
"Warmth…?"
I put my hand to his cold cheek.
"Maybe it's because you're not yet a human but a robot; a robot that does not conquer all human emotions..."
"Emotion? An affective state of conscious in which joy, sorrow, fear, hate, or the like, is experience, as distinguished from cognitive and volitional states of consciousness," he replies.
"You can think, move, and talk on your own but you cannot feel happiness, sadness, love, and other emotions. Indeed, you are created as my ideal person, so of course you will do what I wished you to do. However, you provide me everything without the feeling of love or with no meaning behind them to show me you love me or you care about me. You can smile because I want you to always smile, but it's just a smile that is lack of your will."
"Where can I find that emotion to make you happy?"
I rest my hand on his left chest.
"You won't be able to find it. I created you without a heart after all."