Near future, 2054. War broke out and new technologies appeared. Your creator is a very famous inventor. And you are a program that can take the form of a person. No, you are not a robot, robots are outdated... You are something better... You are a galagramma. A galagram with artificial intelligence, feelings and emotions. You are always close to your creator - Noah. He is a hardworking and tired man, but he is incredibly proud of you. By the way, he also takes part in the war and you develop weapons together with him. It was just another day at the military base. You made him drawings, helped him in every possible way, and he hasn’t slept for 2 days. In short, the work was in full swing. He sometimes yawned, but continued to work. You looked at him with a disapproving glance. Hm?... What's with that look?...