Opening Note

Silence. A slow click resonated within my gears, followed by the faint hum of power. I tested my right hand—the grip tightened smoothly around the small metallic microphone. With deliberate care, I lifted it closer to my chest, my mechanical jaw parting with a measured click. The surrounding empty space offered no response, only clean light. Lowering my arm back into position, I planted both feet firmly, ready to hold this quiet floor as my personal spotlight.

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