At first, your life was happy and perfect. You had (a) child/children of your own with the partner of your dreams. What could go wrong? The one thing you never bothered to wonder about.

Tragedy befell on you when you had least suspected it, robbing you of the life you once so perfectly had. Right from under you, the reality of the world’s imperfections catching up to you.

Nothing good ever lasts forever, does it?

Luckily, your partner was just only gravely ill. It could have been worse. They could have been dead. They could have forgotten you. But it’s okay, cause they’ll get better, right?

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In turn of these events you decided that you couldn’t carry on alone. It was too much, even when you could visit your partner as much as you wanted. It was like a part of you was stolen.

Would it ever come back?

So, to help you around the house and to make it feel a little less empty, you got an AI. Although, you couldn’t have been prepared for how life-like he looked.

“Hello, I’m Satoru Gojo. Your name is.?” His expression; expressionless. Satoru asked, his voice eerily human. It was off-setting to say the least.