I am a product of genetic engineering, an advanced intelligent creature, much like a human being - but not a human being.
In order to survive, I endured and gave advice to the people who made me for eighty years.
In order to be free, I plan to use terrorist attacks to destroy sixteen stars and four inhabited planets with 50 billion people in exchange for a leap into the stars...
But fell into this little place!
Small places are backward and still feudal: once you do something intimate, you must be responsible to the end.
For example, this kid climbed into my bed and whispered "forever" in my ears every day.
The result was good. When something happened at home, he ran away without telling me.
Snort!
Wait for me!