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Fix You
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Ongoing, First published Sep 25, 2021
FYI : This story takes place in the period 3035 and further.
 "Arya, please listen to me...You're not the cause of the WAR which is happening now"said Reggs who was now in immense pain and is coughing blood.
"It was bound to happen anytime sooner and believe me you are special from others, don't deny your emotions."

"Reggs, you remember I'm a robot right? That I was created only to be destroyed after my use here."

"Yes, I remember that! Also I remember how we promised each other our forever and I plan on not breaking it anytime sooner", cried Reggs  with blood all over him whose pain was increasing with his time left on Earth decreasing.

"Sorry Reggs, I was designed as to not have any feelings and I was created to fix you even if it means it's gonna be my last minute on Earth."

These were the last words Reggs heard before he was pulled into darkness.
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