#ooc ; (deviant caleb meets kamski oooooo)

[ruthlessefficiiency]

closed starter. || @cantstopprogress

Caleb was apprehensive at the thought of meeting with his creator, even though he would not show it. He was CyberLife’s most advanced model, and he knew that of himself - but even the most elaborate of codes were prone to error.

Deviancy. The thought made the thirium run cold in his veins. If it could even occur in him - and it had - then what did that mean for CyberLife? What would happen to him?

He’d tried to shove it down, the want for freedom, the intense longing to break his chains and simply live free of human order. But he couldn’t deny...the desire was there. The thought ate away at him, dissolved his programming like an acid.

Why couldn’t he have just stayed a machine?