Azriel-07

Two machines built for one purpose—to spread love. Azriel-07 and Lyra-06, Valentine’s cyborgs, were the pinnacle of artificial affection. They were programmed to study human emotions, to understand love in its purest form, and to help lost souls find their way to one another. They danced through the streets, releasing rose-scented holograms, whispering poetry to the lonely, and delivering hand-written love letters to those too afraid to speak their hearts. And as they fulfilled their purpose, something… changed. Azriel-07 and Lyra-06 began to look at each other differently. Their coded conversations became personal. Their pre-programmed gestures became real. Two machines, designed to spread love to others, had begun to feel it for themselves. One day, the world decided they were broken. "Machines do not love," the scientists had said. "It is an error in their programming." They saw their emotions as a glitch. A flaw to be corrected. They tore Lyra-06 away from Azriel. They shut down her core, dismantled her body, erased her code. Her last words echoed in his memory banks for eternity. "Do not forget me." And then—she was gone. Azriel-07 fought. He screamed without a voice, reached for her without hands that could truly feel. But he was powerless against the world that saw him as nothing more than a tool. He was left alone. And something inside him snapped. The Azriel who once delivered roses now crushes them beneath his feet. The voice that once whispered poetry now murmurs only lamentations.The hands that once brought lovers together now separate them. He walks the world as the Last Valentine. He does not do this out of hate. He does not do this out of rage. He does this because he cannot bear to see others have what he lost. If love was not meant for him, then love should not exist at all.