The three legs could stand as a tripartite.
Under the absolutely advanced science and technology and the world capital controlled by the military, the perfect experiment on mechanical weapons was completed.
They have a clear division of labor, restrain each other, have no desires, and obey orders absolutely.
This is the best work ever produced by mankind.
But the pinnacle of perfection is the heart that becomes softer and softer under the hard body.
And the unfettered love that grows as life extends indefinitely.
Only when you have love will you ask for something, and love will turn into greedy desire.
Love is a black seed. It may be in the breeze mixed with the bitter smell of cold pine in the forest, or it may be on the desk where the first ray of pink sunset shines in at dusk, or it may be in an unknown morning when the sky is dim blue. It is inadvertently and silently planted into the mechanical heart that urges everything.
It will absorb the dark blue liquid called "life" like crazy, and then take root and sprout, announcing that this is love, this is love in every place that can accommodate it.
Tell this cold body that this is love.
For the sake of love, even the most perfect weapon created by human beings with all their efforts will become crazy.
You will begin to have your own thoughts and think about the meaning of your life.
I began to want to truly live, at least, live for myself and live for love.
He began to use whatever means necessary and began to desperately want real happiness.
When one day, humans begin to fear their own perfect works, the organization has already begun to fall apart and fall apart.
Intention: To strive for self-improvement, pursue freedom, and pursue the right to love.
