Plastic Hands || Connor

❝You're asking me to pick a side? I'm an equal part of both worlds here!❞

I was...I was supposed to be dead. I felt myself dying, it was over...and then it wasn't. They replaced my broken limbs, my dying parts...like I was one of their androids. Cyberlife...made a sellable example out of me. Part human, part android. I didn't want this. I would've rather them pull the plug than suffer this way. I never asked to have these plastic hands. I don't want them.

Rated Mature: This story contains mature content such as violence, strong language, mentions of blood, self-harm, suicidal tendencies, and sexual content.
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