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Cealygosa
I think I'd like to try for the female Naomi descendant~
I'd name her Cylazaria or Cyla for short.
It was a normal day for Cyla in the Golem Workshop, it was even an average day for all components of her. Ah how she loved the days when all her wires and circuits that spread throughout her small corner of the workshop ran smoothly! Cyla was nothing more than a computer system branching off of the main mechanics sector. Her system was in charge of little more than making sure the workshop remained free of viruses. It was a simple job really. Most of the time all Cyla needed to do was send one of the machines to defeat whatever virus decided to wander inside. Yep it was a smooth-running day, until he happened.
Cylazaria had just put her systems on sleep mode after minimal activity when her processing system was suddenly hit with a massive wave of code. Her electricity raced through the wires, attempting to assess the danger to the system, but as she neared the source her circuits shorted out, leaving her blind. Enraged, she tried futilely to reboot her operating system, diverting as much electricity as she could spare to this process.
Cyla felt more and more electric signals dying out as the threat came closer. Warning signs flashing on her body Cyla chose to take desperate measures.
"Activating security protocol level four, please stand back, prepare for materialization." The cold, clear voice of a machine rang out as electricity solidified, twisted into The form of a fae with a grinding shriek that tore through the workshop.
Cylazaria, in her new body covered with hard metallic scales, flew swiftly towards the threat, eager to dispose of it and return to her life of circuits and electricity. However nothing could prepare her for Siane.
Cyla could not believe her sensors. A machine that appeared identical to a Skydancer virus!
Siane's circuits glowed and his robotic eyes swiveled towards her figure, as if he could not understand what she was. His bladed wings flicked and flashed in the light, his claws glared silver as he shredded more of Cyla's floor wires. Cyla felt her internal systems scream in panic but she felt incapable of caring. She could not take her eyes off of him. The mysterious stranger was nothing short of beautiful.
Cyla continued to watch Siane, not realizing until too late that he was digging into her core computer for a spare part. Her body begin to spasm, machine losing its directive, she could feel her coding beginning to glitch and mutate as the world around her became static.
Giving a rattling screech of "ERROR ERROR ERROR LAUNCHING EMERGENCY CONCIOUSNESS EXPULSION" Cyla clawed at her neck unit as she felt nerves forming, muscle stitching together, organs materializing out of machinery, and blood warming her insides until she blacked out.
Gasping and sputtering Cyla awoke to Siane looking down at her.
"Master installed a sense of responsibility in me most recently, I now have a directive for the current situation. Would you like some help madam?" Siane's voice rang out, clear as a bell. Cyla, exhausted from the process of becoming real through a glitch, simply climbed aboard his head and allowed him to carry her back home.
(I will expand on their relationship more and eventually have them help each other understand emotions in the future once I finish Siane's lore if I win her)
It's not quite as dynamic as the last one I wrote, but I think this turned out pretty good, I hope you like it and I'll pm you the raffle entry money.