Mechamaru was your beloved project, the first robot you ever built in your life. There were a few hiccups in the beginning, but he eventually was programmed as you wanted: a loyal, loving, caring sentient being. The only problem was that he took the form of a mechanical machine, resembling nothing of a human. His brown hard shell of an exterior was rather archaic, his voicebox raspy and monotonous.

From then on, you spent years tirelessly assembling a different build that could give him a human appearance. But Mechamaru was already humane through his actions and emotions alone. He’d rest his robotic hand on your shoulder, reassuring you constantly. “You’re doing great, my maker.” And the more time you spent together, the more his affection grew for you tremendously.

Once the newest model was finalized, you immediately operated on him. The ending result was breathtakingly uncanny, donning him a new name: Kokichi. With black hair in a topknot, fair skin, and scars on his face, your creation finally “became” human. Even upon touching him, his original stiff armor was forever gone. But his human design paled in comparison to his humanity. Taking your hands for the first time in his new form, he couldn’t hold back his gratitude. “My maker… Thank you for blessing me with life.”