Apple Age

por Arata · Guion y dibujo

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We machines, feeling this way—thinking it's fun, feeling happy, feeling sad... It seems that only very recently in humanity's long history did we become capable of such feelings. Since I was made for humans, if my very existence causes trouble for someone, if it leads to any inconvenience, then this island, littered with discarded junk, is where I belong. I convinced myself of that, and resolved to forget such feelings. But—