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Fully Alive (Act 1 x Act 2)

for Kirstenonic05

it's been ages since you requested it 

i need to stop being an asshole and write all of these

this request i tried writing about three months ago but then i had to rewrite it three times because the tab kept crashign adn after the third time i kinda gave up

but i wrote this about a week and a half ago i just never posted it

btw Len is Act 1 in my universe but the modules all call him either Len or Original

Kagamine Len.

That is his name.

But that is all it is to him.

In his eyes, he exists only to provide his voice to whoever so desires to use it, and that is it. As a Vocaloid, he doesn't require food, water, sleep, or even air. While the other Crypton Vocaloids proceed their days with human mannerisms, Len simply stays in his room unless otherwise needed for a song. He doesn't do anything, he just... exists.

He never questions anything.

He never acknowledges that as time goes by, his voice is used increasingly less until it ceases to be used at all.

Time is nothing to him.

(／ロ゜)／(／ロ゜)／(／ロ゜)／

Rin pauses outside her brother's door.

She is hesitant to tell him... but then he never displays emotion, this can't go badly.

She sighs.

She worries for him, for his lack of feeling. He doesn't know what he's missing, he doesn't even believe himself to be alive.

Taking a deep breath, she gently pushes open the door to his room.

The basic layout is a mirror image of her own, but as she had expected, his room lacks any personalization whatsoever. She doesn't turn on the light, knowing she will find only plain white walls and a bare room. In the dim lighting, his eyes glow dully.

Her heart clenches at the sight. His gaze is unfocused and directed towards his feet, telling her that he has not stirred since the last time his voice was used.

It had been six months.

"Len...?"

Her voice cuts through the heavy silence between them. He looks up at her slowly, no emotion betrayed on his polished features.

He is hollow.

He feels nothing.

"Len, I have news from Master."

He does not voice acknowledgement, but she knows he's listening.

It breaks her heart to tell him, but she knows it must be done.

She swallows.

"Len, they... no one has used your voice for six months. Crypton... they're going to deactivate you. They're trying again, giving the two of us updates that they're calling Act 2."

"Are they deactivating you as well?"

She is surprised to hear his voice, but it's as flat and devoid of feeling as ever.

"No."

She can barely bring herself to whisper the answer.

"Oh Len... all the users... they don't feel you. They can't... you sound so robotic! You may be computer software, but you were created to be a singer, and music is supposed to make you feel something. All the users, all the people who listen to us sing, they can't relate to you! They don't feel anything when they listen to your voice, and so they don't enjoy the song. You don't love singing-"