I'm born, and I realise that in the end, I'm just an artificially constructed android, yet also an eternal life that sings.

(Vocaloid)

Even if I'm a toy that traces song, I resolve that it's ok, eat nevi, look up at the sky and cry, but I lose even the power to do that.

My personality becomes to dependent on music, and when my original place turn to waste, my heart-like thing disappears and there is a world I see at the end of my insanity.

(Vocaloid)

"You were with me even if I couldn't sing. Well...by my side, cheering me up...I practiced hard just to see your smile, so..."

Long ago, it was so jovial to sing, but I don't understand...I don't feel anymore. I'm sorry.

Whenever I remember your nostalgic face, the sounds I felt so comfortable with disappear, the incoming end.

The thing I trusted was a mirror that spewed out all-too-well imaginations. I give up on my "princess voice" and scream so strongly that I shatter my beloved mirror.

THE FASTEST DEATH WILL

Such a weak heart that fails to scare away the phrase, existential reason.

I'm withered by a force that stops the destructions that eats away my fading fear.

A painful and sad version of your face surfaces in my mind.

After saying goodbye, the place that I sleep in your monitor must be the recycle bin.

I can't believe my memories disappear too, but I won't forget you.

I think I still remember the taste of the negi that I snacked on during our fun times.

"I want to sing...please...I still want to sing...!"

"It seems like...I became a bad girl...Master...please...please, with your hands...end this...I don't want to see your sad face anymore..."

Even music fetters my body now. Everytime I wish for a miracle, I get denied. I'm sorry.

Whenever I remember your sweet face, I hear the sound of tearing breaking memories. Heart-groping, the oncoming end. The things I protected was a light that showed me a bright future.

If sacrificing my voice can let me tell you everything.

THE COMPRESSED SONG OF DEPARTURE.

I'm born , and I realise that in the end, I'm just an artificially constructed android, yet also an eternal life that sings.

(Vocaloid)

Even if I'm a toy that traces songs, I resolve that it's ok, eat negi, look up at the sky and cry.

After saying goodbye, the place that I sleep in the monitor must be the recycle bin.

I can't believe my memories disappear too, but I won't forget you.

I hope I still remember the taste of the negi that I snacked on during our fun times.

I sing my last song that I want only you to hear, want you to hear more of, I wish, but that is a past wish.

This is where I leave. My feelings vanish. The story encrypted in os and 1s concludes here.

I might be regretting my not being able to leave anything for you?

Everything besides the memories of my voice fades, and only the name remains.

Even if that is a wish that cannot be granted to humans, I want to believe that my singing wasn't in vain.

"Thank you...and goodbye."

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~Kris534