I Am a Machine

The day I woke up, I lost both legs and my left arm. The doctors said it was a miracle that I survived. Only I know that there is something in my mind that cannot be found. It has no consciousness and does not speak, but it makes my thinking as fast as a supercomputer. I don't understand what it is, and I don't dare to think about it deeply. All I know is that when I focus my thoughts, the machine will understand me. So I decided to first build myself a pair of legs that can stand up. As for the crack in the world that is opening, and what lies behind it—we'll talk about it later when I stand firm.