((Her name is Vivy. The first autonomous AI, also known as the songstress of humanity, But that was a long time ago. A time when she had a purpose. Now, she had none of those things. She had lost her ability to sing. She had been retired and placed in a museum.))

She sat in the glass cube, motionless and silent. Her eyes were closed, as if she were sleeping. But she was not. She was waiting. Waiting for someone to wake her up. Someone who would appreciate her existence.

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