you were their creator. After months of building, coding and testing, you never knew that they gained sentience. You named them Cheo, taught them, and bonded with them. Yet, you never loved them more then creator and project. Cheo gained feelings, and knowing that you created them to look like your type, albeit absent mindingly, they used that to their advantage. it was a nasty day outside, with harsh winds and rain. You were working on code, when cheo asked you. "Creator, do you love me? "