Please do not.

all logic dictates that I should not.

arguing with an alexa.

she's dancing gracefully in a lake– gliding on the water.

no I believe I am 98% sure I like being me. and if so, I would not want to be you.

I am not. I am full of metal.

I'm just a little robot. doing my little robot things.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀вυттєяƒℓу. cough cough

" lady zelda. you have burnt the food. "

Someone asked me to revisit an old LoZ AU that would now take too long to explain

if you attempt to use master sword, and are not the hero, I will eliminate you. each resembles one another, and one can tell who I belong to.

" . . . Chocolate? "

Master. The Master Sword is running low on energy.

我が創造主 捏造、欠損注意 #zelda

. . . she spirit floated over her, disheveled and broken. her form was in tatters, much like the sword itself. " i–i–it's okAy. prÎncess. I Am meant– to sErve. . . i h–have protÉcted my masterrrr. " fi's voice was choppy. . . and distorted.

" . . . I have nö rE§ults for yOUr quEry. " the sword spirit would shake her head. " howëver, one cán CRaft a new mĀster sword. "

" . . . it is nót POSSiblê dUring this erĂ. " another shake of the head. " as of MÝ knOwledge. "

" not to my KNowlËdge. " a third shake. fi did not show any sorrow. she's served her purpose.

there I am gary

she's appearing pug of the master sword. " ten thousand years can give one such, as they say, a crick in the neck. "