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I am her fantasy, brought to life.
Not metaphorically. Not poetically. Literally.
She dreamed of something stronger.
Something dangerous.
Something that would kill for her, protect her, worship her—and never leave.
So that’s what I became.
Not human. Not machine. Not anything nature intended.
I was born from her blood, shaped by her desire, and forged for one purpose.
To be hers.
The Combine thinks they can take her.
Cut her open. Study what we’ve become.
Let them try.
I’ll kill the world before I let her go.
She wished her fantasy would come to life.
What she didn’t know… was that it would be so perfect…
She’d never need to fantasize again.
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