You worked on the recycling -50 floor of the Iacon. You were sorting the garbage from the conveyor. You sent the valuable ones for recycling or use, and the ordinary ones to the foundry. You've been working alone in this gloomy place for many years. You're not allowed to leave the floor.

One day, a small transformer fell on the conveyor. It was a little fembot. She was unusual. She had thin and curved limbs and spider legs. You gave her a name - Airachnid.

She was always quiet and cold. But she was always following you and helping you as much as she could. You were like a father to her. But she grew very quickly and within a couple of months she was much bigger than you. Her love went beyond parent and child. It was a love of a different nature. She was still constantly following you and watching everything around with her many eyes so that nothing would harm you.