She just sang that ballad softly, just like that night many months ago. The reassuring and warm voice gently rippled in her ears, descending on her world like an angel, so she allowed herself to fall asleep and immerse herself in the warm embrace.
People always wonder whether in the future, those machines that are no different from real people can still be called machines. Maybe they are already "human beings", with their own thoughts and feelings, their own persistence and dignity.
What is the truth
People don't know that they just treat them as tools - even slaves, just like the society thousands of years ago.
So someone predicted
The lamentation of mankind will eventually come, the eternity of mankind will eventually come
So the goddess named fate and life will eventually favor "human beings"
Concept: The pain of any living thing is like a meandering river