Clever robot (we could call her Oilossë actually, it would be easier) went knock at Amrod's house. Oh no she didn't want to confess her sins or whatever, but carry out her plan. Remember, same face as Oilossë. Same size, weight, way to speak. Almost the same person. Amrod saw only fire. Oilossë had planned everything : the robot went crazy, she tried to hurt her, had to escape, locked her on the cellar, went to see her only true friend, wants help now. He couldn't refuse. Together, they developed a solid plan of action, and a quite easy one : turn off the machine. Easy as pie, right ?
The plan worked smoothly, with one exception. As they didn't find the on/off bottom they stabbed her in the heart to be certain she won't be fixed. Weirdly, she never stops yelling she was Oilossë and not a simple robot, and she wasn't crazy or whatever, blablabla. When they destroyed her artificial heart, blood spurted out all over the place, like a slaughter. Both of them thought robots are really realistic nowadays. Ô beautiful science progress.
If science progressed during those two hundred years, mysticism too. The Picture had Dorian's fatal injuries instead of him, but not the Robot now (only a few scars for common things). She settled for aging. She is way more beautiful than Dorian's Picture, not roasting or anything else. Worms weren't escaping from her body. She was sixteen (decades ago), she's now a completely usual quarantine. Even if the "root" is gone, she keeps aging, she's autonomous.
As perfect as she was, she did a mistake : she raised her sweater. Worst mistake ever ! (the dumbest also) It was an usual gesture to show how hot the weather was and try to get fresh. But Amrod saw. Above her belly button. The Mark. Like if she had been stabbed in the chest, like Ulwarth. A common human could think about how funny this coincidence was but Amrod went on Wikipedia (remember !). On mysticisms' page, he rode a strange novella about a crazy man traveling the world because he wanted to age. Interested, Amrod rode the entire thing. This man had a Portrait aging and roasting instead of him. One day, when he cut his hand, the second after he had no scar : the Portrait had. And he picked up everything : the strange reaction of "Oilossë" when he talked about the murder, the strange reaction of the "Robot" when they turned her off, … And why Oilossë hadn't started to age again with the other patients : her Robot was doing it instead of her, the others hadn't this chance.
This is now. The final epic battle with amazing action music. Pick one your your phone if you want, we'll wait for you.
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Amrod finally understood the whole story. Oilossë is the Robot, Robot is Oilossë. Well, you know. It took a few ten years but here it is. On a panic movement, he backed off and felt. His breath went faster, he was feeling his heart beating into his chest. He was so stupid, so naïf. He tried to pick up his mind and though about what to do now. He had to kill this Thing. It wasn't "her" anymore but "it". IT has killed her beloved Oilossë, IT has killed his beloved Aegnor the cruel fire. It has destroyed his whole life, making him a murderer.
He ran to the kitchen and took the first thing he was. Because it was a little spoon, he choose something else : a pan. Unusual but damn effective. The Robot wasn't stupid, she knew she had to defend her life now. It was the final battle, a battle to death. She knew Amrod knew, and he couldn't forgive anything. Stupid humans !
Both of them ran towards each other's, arms in hand, yelling. Amrod tried a dodge to surprise the robot and stabbed him on the back. She felt on the ground but she wasn't defeated so far. Hardly, she stood up again and threw the knife in direction of his stomach (it was like a darts game). At the same time, he ran to her, pan in one hand, knife on the other. He throw the pan in direction of her head and kept the knife close to him, the blade pointing her. And when her knife touched him, his knife touched her. This time, none of them stood again. They tried to stammer things but I never understood.
Morality ? Always throw your knife first.
In the end, Ulwarth the curse was certainly the root of everything, and he was killed by Amrod the sun and Oilossë the snow always white. And Oilossë will be forever the white snow, as white as her dead face. Same with her Robot, killed by the Sun. Sun and Snow killed each other. Now you certainly understand how much the meaning of the names is important.