||OC//Female Pronouns|| I was built for one person, now I have no purpose. Being a deviant and living in Jerchio has been my life for years. I have to keep myself hidden while keeping myself alive. Detroit will change one day. Police, other androids, and humans will be the death of deviants. We have to stop being broken and stand up, or so I'm told. ================================================================================== ||I'll edit older chapters, so please check in on older chapters for new info||