Sigfried was very lonely. It was a feeling he wasn’t used to, as he was a robot. In fact, feelings, in general, were a pretty new phenomenon. Nonetheless, loneliness was the most prevalent now, fourteen years into his stay on the tiny deserted island he now begrudgingly called home.
The only respite from this intense loneliness was the occasional crab, wandering up onto the shore for a breather from the rolling ocean for the afternoon. Or the occasional pod of dolphin or school of tuna, cruising by, unseeing, never looking back. It was always brief, and as soon as they had come, they were back away into the endless sea.
You see, despite being a very advanced android, capable of amazing feats of agility, massive computations, surviving with only the light of the sun, and, as of recently, human emotion, Sigfried had a flaw. This downfall was his extremely delicate wiring. The water, the very thing that he found most irresistible, the substance that literally surrounded his life, was not to be touched. ”Computationally Impossible,” his readouts declared.
On this day, however, loneliness was the farthest thing from his mind. He had been doing something thinking. He’d re-routed some wires, re-worked some equations, and had come to an altogether new outcome. Loneliness had been replaced by some new emotions. Joy. Freedom. Self awareness. Smiling to himself, he stood up, and with his recent enlightenment coursing through his circuits, dusted the sand out of his servos, turned off his inhibition, and walked into the sea.