At our class reunion, my husband Levi, in order to help his pure love complete a Truth or Dare challenge, reduced the robot mother I had spent ten years meticulously creating to a pile of scrap metal.
By the time I arrived, he was still criticizing the robot mom for being too lifelike, claiming it had terrified his pure love.
Shaking with anger, I confronted Levi: "You knew how important this robot was to me. Why would you do such a thing?"
Levi replied with a dismissive look: "It's just a robot after all. If you could make the first one, surely you can make a second. What if Meadow, with her weak heart, had been scared to death?"
But what he didn't know was that the crucial components had been destroyed, making it impossible for me to create a second one.
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Five years ago, my beloved mother passed away unexpectedly. I spent a full five years, day and night, immersed in the laboratory, all to create a bionic robot of my mom.
I used a machine to transfer my mother's memories into the robot. The robot's programming was set up perfectly; from the outside, you couldn't tell at all that it was a bionic robot.
On the day the project was completed, I finally let myself relax and slept deeply.
Suddenly, a series of urgent distress signals rang out.
"Daughter... help me..."
"I'm in so much pain..."
The eerily realistic cries for help jolted me awake from my slumber. The image of my mother's final moments flashed through my mind once again. I hurriedly rushed to the location sent to my phone.
The robot's eyes were equipped with cameras that transmitted real-time footage to my phone. As I watched those snippets, I felt a chill run through my entire body.
Tonight was my husband Levi's class reunion. A group of old classmates got together, and someone suggested playing Truth or Dare.
Levi's first love, Meadow, chose Truth. She said mysteriously, "There are bionic robots in this world that are just like real people."
Everyone present said they didn't believe her, and they started clamoring to make her take a penalty. Meadow, with a pitiful expression, blushed as the crowd teased her, her eyes welling up with tears. She tugged at Levi's sleeve.
"It was Levi who told me about lifelike robots in the first place. Isn't that right, Levi?"
Levi, unable to bear seeing Meadow distressed even a little, had called my robot mother to the scene while I was asleep.
Levi's classmates, unaware that my mother had passed away, saw the incredibly realistic robot and once again started teasing that Levi had brought his mother-in-law to deceive them.
Meadow began to cry in frustration. "How could you all be like this? Lifelike robots are real!"
Seeing Meadow cry her eyes out, Levi felt his heart breaking. In a moment of desperation, he ran to the hallway and forcibly took the fire ax.
With loud noise, he struck my robot mother.
When I created the robot, I used top-quality materials, so it wasn't easily damaged.
Levi, refusing to give up, raised the ax with all his might.
One blow after another.
Each strike landing harder than the last on my robot mother.
Originally, robots weren't programmed to feel pain, but after I input my mother's emotional programming, she seemed to understand the torment she was enduring. She cowered in terror, dodging Levi's axe while pleading desperately, "Levi, please don't kill me! It'll break Vivienne's heart. Stop smashing, please..."
Under Levi's relentless assault, cracks began to appear in Robot Mom's body, revealing wires and components inside.
Some onlookers rushed to hold Mom down, preventing her from struggling.
"Quick, Levi! It really seems to be a robot!"
"Smash it open and let's see what's inside!"
Meadow exclaimed from the sidelines, "Oh my God, how can this robot beg for help like a real person? It's so creepy!"
Hearing this, Levi paused to reassure her, "Don't be scared. Once I smash this robot to pieces, it won't be able to frighten you anymore."
Encouraged by the crowd, Levi raised his axe and brought it down with all his might for the final blow.
At this point, the video footage came to an abrupt end.