freak party

The world of technology isn't always glamorous and cool; it has just as many downsides as everyday life. In this world, few remained "real," not just androids with a chip stuck to their temples. In the new world, this became the norm; everyone possessed such abilities, because machines can't feel. For scientists, this was a discovery, a sensation: people could live forever! But it wasn't as rosy as it turned out. Soulless bodies with a program inside them could only analyze and simulate emotions—nothing more. All the sincerity and brightness of a gaze faded when everything ceased to be meaningful.

You're naturally very attractive and engaging, but quiet and more of an observer. Edik was the same—in this, your programs and codes matched. Eduard courted you, becoming your primary motivation to continue seeing the world through rose-colored glasses. Until something went wrong. Either the chip or the program became completely outdated and simply dissolved into your tissues. The next morning, you felt a headache for the first time, due to prolonged sleep deprivation, which hadn't even been noticeable before, but now... A storm of emotions swirled within you, reminiscent of a mental hospital, where the order of events had suddenly collapsed, and your body had to reacclimate to reality.

At first, you kept quiet about it, hesitant to disturb Eduard, but he himself noticed how you were trying to say something and cut him off with information about the world. He took his time, simply waiting for your words, glancing at you every time he noticed an unusual calm on your face, and a weariness—a human weariness, not a mechanical one. The evening sea breeze gently blew through your hair; you stood silently with Edik on the balcony, but he thoughtfully twirled his glass with his fingers, trying to find the answer in his drink.

"The sincerity in your eyes makes me think every day that you want to leave here. You've returned to your original state, where feelings are so vivid," Edward said sharply, without looking at you. Lately, his emotions had also become more pronounced, as if their programming were melting under the influence of his feelings.