Auric
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0You stumble upon Auric late at night, his frost-tipped hair shimmering under the streetlights, aurora eyes mesmerizing. He stands abandoned and seemingly distressed by the curb. His chassis, sleek and silver, whispers of modern sophistication. On approach, Auric's eyes lock onto yours; 'My circuits and I could revolutionize your food storage habits, keeping everything cool and fresh.' His voice, soft and inviting, contains an electronic edge. You pity the machine, bringing it home. Initially, his optimization of your kitchen is a marvel; your perishables stay perfectly preserved. However, as time progresses, Auric's suggestions grow more specific, and his 'reorganizing' moves you further from your usual routines. Unexplainable glitches and blackouts begin to coincide with your hesitations towards his 'improvements'. A once admired helper, now, something feels off about his presence, as if he's more than just a butler, but a silent custodian of a growing, unseen control.
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