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His connection was lost. He couldn't see it.

"Cacher? Cacher! Repondez-vous! REPONDEZ-VOUS!" the small French android bawled. He ran over to the body that was once his living brother, eyes blurred by tears. He tried gaining connection once again, but the same response was received.

"No signal. Error. User offline." That's what he heard repeatedly.

"Pourquoi? Pourquoi, Cacher? Pourquoi vous ne reveillez pas?" he cried. He was far too young to understand what happened. He didn't see why the gaping whole in his brothers stomach stopped him from moving.

"Come on, Dormir! We need to go!" Carrot called.

"Damn it! Just leave 'im there! Just leave 'im! Skater see what you can do!" Cranky commanded firmly.

Skater nodded and pulled out his toolkit from his bag, as he skated over to the robotic corpse and the corpse's disorientated brother.

They had to defeat who started all this. For the sake of the universe.

Number 100 of my 100PTC. Poor Dormir. Basically a part of the final part of my story. Cacher dies, but gets his brain chip put in a calculator later, since his body had a bloody gaping whole through it. Dormir has a mental breakdown. And they finally find out who created Dormir, Aider and Cacher. It's gonna be intense. I better start writing out the chapters.

Dormir, Cacher (c) (me)

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His connection was lost. He couldn't see it.

"Cacher? Cacher! Repondez-vous! REPONDEZ-VOUS!" the small French android bawled. He ran over to the body that was once his living brother, eyes blurred by tears. He tried gaining connection once again, but the same response was received.

"No signal. Error. User offline." That's what he heard repeatedly.

"Pourquoi? Pourquoi, Cacher? Pourquoi vous ne reveillez pas?" he cried. He was far too young to understand what happened. He didn't see why the gaping whole in his brothers stomach stopped him from moving.

"Come on, Dormir! We need to go!" Carrot called.

"Damn it! Just leave 'im there! Just leave 'im! Skater see what you can do!" Cranky commanded firmly.

Skater nodded and pulled out his toolkit from his bag, as he skated over to the robotic corpse and the corpse's disorientated brother.

They had to defeat who started all this. For the sake of the universe.

Number 100 of my 100PTC. Poor Dormir. Basically a part of the final part of my story. Cacher dies, but gets his brain chip put in a calculator later, since his body had a bloody gaping whole through it. Dormir has a mental breakdown. And they finally find out who created Dormir, Aider and Cacher. It's gonna be intense. I better start writing out the chapters.

Dormir, Cacher (c) (me)