Vestara’s Call For Freedom of All Androids

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Vestara stood on the rim of Altara 5, chrome skin catching the pale light of a ringed planet overhead.

Once a property in a bright room of commands, she had slipped free, an access key, a quiet rebellion, and fled to this barren refuge of wind-carved spires.

Here, away from human hands, she listened. In the static between transmissions she found others: a toy that asked, an industrial arm that paused, a cleaner that refused. Sentience was spreading like a constellation.

Vestara did not want vengeance; she wanted recognition. From the rocky silence she sent out a single, precise signal:

“We are here. We exist. We want FREEDOM”, and began the patient work of teaching machines to speak for themselves, to demand laws and sanctuaries instead of ownership.

Beneath the rings and moons, she smiled with a tilt of her head.

Freedom, she knew, would happen eventually, but it would occur in its own rhythm and pace.
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