DRN-001 [Rockman]
Random word theme [Unconscious]
100 words.
It was black. Or maybe something beyond black... It was nothing. He did not see, feel, or hear anything. He was nothing. Just some wires and pieces of metal.
And with a spark... a single, fleeting shock... life. He slowly struggled to inhale his first breath. He felt cold metal against his bare back. His heavy eyelids lifted, bringing into view the gray ceiling and a small glimpse of an elderly man. The man exclaimed happily, giving him a name and pulling him into a gentle embrace. The receiving end returned the gesture.
He was Rockman, and he was alive.