In the near future the current year is 2050 the world is full of technology where everything is done by AI robots even if we want to share the feelings pain,sorrow,happiness there is no person except robot by using this the head of a well known artificial technology CEO planned to record their memories by using the androids which are the main source then he started to implement the plan first he used their happy memories to gain their faith people when they are feeling low or sad the robots used to show their happy moments which gives them confidence. But then the robots used to show the people the memories which makes them traumatized and usually they will be killed by depression where we can't find any depression and the CEO gets the money and assests of that person .There are many victims whose parents, friends, lovedones are killed by robots all they can do is to watch cause there is no evidence in those victims I am also the one who lost my parents but I can't watch them doing this I will take the revenge and my name is who.
Le Fay noticed something strange in the air.
More.
"Hey, that's so sweet of you. Thanks, son." Professor Ayn leans forward and gently kisses Hawk on the forehead, all the while careful not to leave smudges of charcoals on his son's face from his dirty beard. He then looks at Hawk, grinning mildy. "Okay, Hawk. Now you can spill the beans. Don't be shy. Tell me what you want. I was deeply touched by your sweetness I could even buy you your own car."
Ultear -oka-san !!! -
"I'm a beautiful flower. Which means you're a beautiful flower. Don't cry Rennesme. I hate when you cry. That voice... could it be? I lifted my head and looked in the mirror. It was...
"There are different ways to tell," Moonbloom said, almost seeming bored, "but the easiest, fastest way is to analyze the chemical levels in your spit." The plum troll hummed and bounced her head back and forth, staring at the screen of the device while she waited for the results to appear. Creek leaned forward from the couch and tried to look over it as well but she snatched it away, making a sly grin. "Hasty to see your negative result?"
This instantly pushed back the foe as his form appeared, seemingly a priest as he was garbed in priest clothing.
Every time it beat she shuddered, scared that it would break into tiny inconceivable fragments.
" First years are not allowed , although I daresay I can give you one of my friend's creations, it's called a firebolt, which is a brand of brooms waiting to be introduced to the world."
(john) uth kar chhat par gaya or power up kiya or ud gaya.
Jenett could have lived in the "Golden Age" with her mother, however, just before the division begun Jenett's mother signed a divorce paper and left her only daughter and husband. Helix and his family continued to help and support the two when needed, and Jenett grew to look up to Helix.