ENTRY NO. 001.5
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The Town of Truce
February 20 of the year 323
Dryad's Day
This isn't right...
Something is in me that is not right...
All this power is burning inside me,
thrashing about like it want's free of it' cage.
- FZZZTTTT*
But I can contain it.
I am a robot, I am an animated container for such things...
Though the question still remains, why m--
- FZZZTTTT*