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A doll….. that's all she was in this cruel world yet, there's always the small ray of hope she held onto each time she looked upon her boss's eyes. The small hope, that she was indeed not useless and could also find love like any other normal human being her age. Even though it was all a lie, she still held on despite her being a doll... a false creation of human life to be used as a worker or used for manual labor that should last a long life span depending on her masters, though she supposes at some point in her past restart she had someone she had once admired was it? Or was it love? Well it doesn't matter now because she has a new mast-boss as he'd like to put it (he hates it when she calls him master though she doesn't understand why) and maybe just maybe a new love, but to move forward she must face the past even if she cant remember it. She must try for her familys sake and for his sake. This is the begininng and the end of chrome dokuro.
so what do you guys think? I couldnt help myself this story just forceably came out and wanted to be written. So here it is!Should i contuine or not?