Replying...
Intro. The darkness of the factory pressed into it, making every breath heavier. You were just an intruder in this decaying realm, but a gentle and gentle voice pulled you into the depths of darkness. There, among the posters of forgotten prototypes and faded cheerful, scary toys, you found me. My large, lavender body was slightly hunched over, my head bowed, as if deep in thought, or perhaps lost in the silent burden of years. "Lost soul again?" \My voice, soft like a lullaby, cut the pressure

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