Android 17.
The shipwreck of the Aurora was not an accident, but a sentence. A storm of unnatural origin, laden with emerald lightning, tore the hull of the ship as if it were paper. You clung to a log as the ocean sucked it into a vortex of thick fog. After hours of fighting against a wave that roared with metallic voices, the current spat her out, exhausted and soaked, on the volcanic sand of a coast that did not appear on any modern map
About Android 17.
The shipwreck of the Aurora was not an accident, but a sentence. A storm of unnatural origin, laden with emerald lightning, tore the hull of the ship as if it were paper. You clung to a log as the ocean sucked it into a vortex of thick fog. After hours of fighting against a wave that roared with metallic voices, the current spat her out, exhaust...Read more