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What do you know about robots? Strange looking machines, that remind me of people only made of metal. I worked with them a lot and i thought i knew what i was doing. They're supposed to help people, entertain, make young children happy. This is what i thought was right. Needless to say, how far i was from truth. They're tools only in good hands and weapons in a hands of a maniac. This was four years ago, but i still remember all of that, like it was yesterday. Suddenly, a call interrupted my thoughts. The voice from the other side...i never heard it before...or do i? A deal, that will free me from the past or leave me in the grave forever with things i created with my hands. It's now or never
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