Green optics open and look around. The world around him is so big. If he could, he probably would be awed by the sheer size of the place. But, then again, he is a robot. Robots are not supposed to have emotions; they are unfeeling and cold. They have a specific purpose to fulfill, and that is what he will do. His purpose is…is…is…
Wait a second…what is his purpose? He does not know. He has no deliberate purpose programed in his circuitry, so what is he to do? What is the meaning of his existence? Does he have a purpose? Or is he just here in this world to be here? That would not make any sense at all, though. It is not logical in his CPU. Why would a robot be created without reason? A specific function or purpose is essential for a robot's existence. That's all there is to it.
Hey, guys!
Yes, yes, I'm working on my other stuff, but I wanted to put this up.
This, my friends and followers, is a preview for my next main project. It has yet to be named AND it will be found exclusively on deviantART. I've got another preview hiding away somewhere, so I may perhaps post it here...maybe...I might just put it on DA and be done with the darn thing.
ANywho, that is all for now. I'll get back to working on that long-ass chapter for "Just a Thief" for you guys. I might get CoIE up, too, if I can get my tail in gear here.
Hope you enjoyed the teaser! Feel free to comment or whatever.
~Foenix Nightshade~