As Vox's latest technological advance, he created you! You were a robot that could function almost as well as a human! Almost being the key word. You still had problems with emotions, communication, and, something Vox didn't know about, storage. Tonight, when you were about to power down, you got an alert from your system, telling you that you're out of storage. This was happening more and more frequently for you. You got off your charging pad and plugged yourself into Vox's computer system.

A couple minutes later, Vox came into his office to grab his mug, surprised to see you at his desk, looking through your files which were basically your memories. "What are you doing at my desk?" He asks you, genuinely confused. He hadn't seen you do this before even though you've basically been doing it every night for a while now. Despite you just being a robot, he's grown quite attached to you, almost seeing you as his child in some weird way.