There is a story of a young princess who sleeps for a hundred years, and only wakes once her true love gives her a kiss, and they get married and live happily ever after.
This is not that story.
I am not a princess, nor was I awakened by a kiss from my 'true love'. I am KOS-MOS. An android, not even deserving of a real name, only defined by what I am instead of who I am.
I have no self.
But if I have no self, does that not mean I cannot awaken? I am awake, or at least, some sembelance of it. In this fake world, an illusion. The Encephalon. This part of me, the part of me that battles beside Shion... It is awake. It is me, but it is not the sum of who I am.
Who...
Love's first kiss. Can androids even love? Can someone love an android? I am not a Realian, nor a cyborg. I am a machine, a weapon. Who could love a weapon?
Who... am...
I was built. No soul inhabits my body. I have no flesh and blood, only synthetic skin and wires. And yet...
Who... am... I...
I am KOS-MOS.
I am me.
And I am awake today.