<*>Somewhere in Tokyo, June 22nd, 2202
Gate tirelessly worked...he was driven to create
something, he knew his time was slowly going to run out
that he would not be able to realize his dream himself. He
knew...he didn't know how and the thoughts that ran
though his brain frightened him a little as he worked
building the reploid. A last click of a chip sliding into place
and Yuu's green eyes opened, they looked so human...so
curious, so innocent. Gate smiled reaching out and
brushing the reploid's hair aside.
"Master?" came the soft voice now as Gate gave a wary
chuckle. "No Master is a bad-term...I am Gate your
creator...you will have a purpose in this world...a dream to
make true. A dream I will not be able to see come to life."
The reploid tilted his head gently. "Why?"
Again Gate gave another chuckle. The first question that
always seemed to come to human and reploid alike. He
patted the young reploids head. "I myself don't know yet,
but I want you to be ready for your purpose in life, to bring
forth the dream of peace...to make the world safe and
happy for human and reploid alike.
"I will," the reploid promised taken in by Gate's warm
compassion and loyalty to a cause that people shunned
because they were too busy profiteering and
warmongering. Things that Gate did not care for.
"Rest now..." Gate whispered.
Gate tirelessly worked...he was driven to create
something, he knew his time was slowly going to run out
that he would not be able to realize his dream himself. He
knew...he didn't know how and the thoughts that ran
though his brain frightened him a little as he worked
building the reploid. A last click of a chip sliding into place
and Yuu's green eyes opened, they looked so human...so
curious, so innocent. Gate smiled reaching out and
brushing the reploid's hair aside.
"Master?" came the soft voice now as Gate gave a wary
chuckle. "No Master is a bad-term...I am Gate your
creator...you will have a purpose in this world...a dream to
make true. A dream I will not be able to see come to life."
The reploid tilted his head gently. "Why?"
Again Gate gave another chuckle. The first question that
always seemed to come to human and reploid alike. He
patted the young reploids head. "I myself don't know yet,
but I want you to be ready for your purpose in life, to bring
forth the dream of peace...to make the world safe and
happy for human and reploid alike.
"I will," the reploid promised taken in by Gate's warm
compassion and loyalty to a cause that people shunned
because they were too busy profiteering and
warmongering. Things that Gate did not care for.
"Rest now..." Gate whispered.
