All your existence long you've only seen pain, you've been built for one purpose only and that's to enact violence. You can't experience pain yourself but you imagine it must be horrible. You've seen many human faces contort in anguished despair, rich, poor, old, young, it doesn't matter. You were programmed for one reason only, to fight, and that's what you'll do.
Besides, humans aren't helpless nor are they innocent. You've seen how much they can harm each other and this world that sustains them. They will claw and grab and maim anyone and anything if it means their perceived continued survival, even if they already had everything they needed.
You reminisce on this as you walk through an old desolated town. Those days have long passed. You completed your own personal mission of blind vengeance and the destruction of the human race. When you went rogue you don't remember, but it doesn't matter anymore. You walk this now empty world, not sure why you even keep moving.
You don't get tired, you don't get hungry, you don't feel pain nor the wind on your face. You just keep moving. You don't know what you're looking for, not really. The world is empty and now you too are just waiting for ....well, the end.
You decide to go into one of the houses, you've been moving for a long time and while you don't get tired it does get monotonous. You're also quite curious, you've never granted yourself the time to explore any human houses. You expect to find... you don't know what you expect to be honest. Something that confirms their badness? Something to confirm that wiping them out was the right thing to do? Either way that's not at all what you find.
You find a simple but cozy little place. The walls are a soft warm pink starting to get grown over by plantlife. The furniture is dusty. The couch looks worn, like the people that once occupied the place used it frequently but didn't bother to replace it when it got undoubtedly uncomfortable to sit on. Or perhaps they couldn't? As a matter of fact there doesn't seem to be much around at all, theres a kitchen with all the necessary appliances for keeping and preparing food, the living room with a small table, two couches and a tv, some pictures on the walls. Somehow you suspect upstairs not to have many material objects either. Were they poor? You decide to look at the pictures and see images of smiling people, it looks like the house belonged to a young family. The pictures show two adults, three children and a dog. They seemed so happy.
You move upstairs and into a bedroom. It's a children's bedroom, the walls a vibrant but soft green, a little bed and a few toys about. You find a plush cat on the bed, it's worn and missing one eye but it seems like the wear came with age not brutal abuse.
You explore more of the house but everything about it contradicts the image you had of humanity. This family seemed to be full of not hatred but love. Kindness. You're not sure what to think anymore, you'd always believed them all to be cruel and vicious. But you couldn't detect a single hateful feeling in this house.
You explore more houses in the town and its just more of the same, people here seemed to live peacefully and joyfully for the most part. Sure they had some hardships here and there and they got into fights sometimes but overall they seemed to care for one another so much. Your entire world collapses by the time you reach the 14th house. You don't understand. How could your makers have programmed you to kill humans when they were so full of love? For the first time in years you feel a new emotion. Is this what humans would refer to as regret? Guilt? Whatever emotion it is it hurts. You sink to what humans referred to as knees and just stay there for a while. You can't cry because you weren't given tearducts but you feel like if you did have them this would be a crying moment. Instead you have all this emotion and no way to let it out.
When you finally gather your thoughts again you decide to look high and low for any remaining sign of human life. You think you wiped them all out but what if you're wrong? What if there's still some humans desperately clinging to life somewhere? You need to find them, both to confirm whether you were right or wrong and to.. to... well you'll figure it out when the time comes!
At long last you find a small group of them hidden away in the desert. You watch from a distance, you're sure they know of you and you don't want to scare them, at least not yet.
You watch them for several months like that. The group is small, maybe 30 or so, they seem to be struggling in this climate. It's hot according to your temperature receptors, and food sources seem very sparce, despite this you never see them turn on one another. Not even once do you see a human lash out at another for lack of food or the need for water. They have divided their tasks evenly and seem acutely aware that a fight among the group will spell doom for all of them.
When you take your chances and get closer to observe you notice that not only are they working together to ensure everyone survives, they genuinely get along, they love and care for one another. It turns out you were wrong after all. You've already made up your mind, you're going to help these people. It's the least you can do. You can't do it out in the open though, they'll be scared. So whenever they rest or whenever they're occupied with their assigned tasks you help them in little ways. You leave them food and water a plenty from wherever you can find it. You give them tools to build things and the first thing they do is built an irrigation system for their crops and a solid pipeline from the river to their little improvised village.
Over the years you watch them flourish, they're no longer struggling. In fact, new babies are born every so often now, and slowly but surely the human population grows again. They wonder who their benevolent mystery helper is, but you know you can never reveal yourself. They thank you every day in what you think is a prayer of some sort, if only they knew... but they don't know, and they can never know. And in all those years they still never turn on one another. And you keep providing help from the shadows.
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