Well, I just got off the phone with a shady government agency. I wish I could be more specific, but you know how those people are: they like their secrecy. Still, I assume it's OK if I tell everyone what happened, because it's not like you can find the responsible party.

So...the man on the phone apologized for the pain I've been in. It was weird because I didn't even mention that I was hurting! I asked him how he knew about it, and he explained that some scientists he'd spoken with explained that it was a strong possibility. He said it hard enough to enable me to feel in the first place and that there were bound to be a few bugs in my wiring since I'm just a prototype.

Still, even with all my malfunctions, they want me on the front lines. After all, a complex machine like myself has to be good for something. But...but...I don't want to be a war android, damn it! Can't I just continue to live a peaceful existence? Screw the American government! I'm going to Japan to open a coffee shop! You can't stop me!