Disclaimer – Big O doesn't belong to me

Disclaimer – Big O doesn't belong to me. I have no clue who it belongs to, nor do I give a damn. That a anime series inspired me enough to write a story deserves credit in my mind.

ECHOES

What are memories? It seems like this city of Amnesia is lacking in that… We used to have advanced technology beyond what the wildest imagination could dream up… But it all disappeared 40 years ago, and now we are only left with echoes… I never had memories of my own, that I created. Ones forgotten over 40 years ago. It seems I am the only one without that odd combination of curse and blessing. No, I never went about creating memories, the sounds and sights of times past that I could look back on, and choose to laugh or cry. Instead, I was implanted with remembrances of a time long past, one that had never truly happened for me. The girl I was modeled after had all those memories. They are hers… She went about making them, living them… Not I. It never was me. Sometimes I wish that I was never created. Sometimes I wish that my pseudo father had never set about to the task of constructing me. I sometimes loathe this body, clumsy and unwieldy… And at other times I am eternally grateful to have been shaped in the form of a human. At least Roger can look at me, and think, if only for a moment, that I am human… Someone he can treat as an equal, as a counterpart.

And these… these fluctuations that can only be described as emotions… such as longing… wishing… Only a human wishes. A wish – an irrational longing for something that will, as likely as not, never come to pass. And yet, I still hang onto those desires, with something that comes close to desperation, if an android could experience that… Sometimes I think the only thing that makes me act even remotely human is those illogical, verging on the edge of preposterous, dreams. But can an android dream? If I was programmed with all the answers, all the correct definitions, why do I feel things that are beyond explanation?

And still, all I am left with is the echoes my questions, coming back to me unanswered, time and time again.

Well, what do you think of it? I thought it was pretty good, and though short, it was nice, ne?

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