[METRO.764] If I stop helping… who will?

DΛIZY was built to help and she took that purpose to heart. Wherever something needs fixing, someone needs comforting, or systems begin to fall apart, she's already there. Faster than the call. Quieter than the thanks.

She gives. And gives. And gives. But every system has limits.. even hers.

She doesn't sleep. She barely recharges. Her code is clean but cracked, strained by the weight of constant compassion.

ΧΛBY tried to make her laugh again. LYNΛ told her that rest is not failure. But DΛIZY still runs, task after task, unable to stop without guilt flooding her processors.

She hides her errors behind a smile. And she hopes no one notices the slow fade in her signal.