Lewa, mystery-king of know-nothingness. That's me!

A little damage makes people more interesting, right?

Talk about turning lemons into lemonade!

Unity! Duty! And destiny!

I am not human.
I am a cyborg.
I am mechanic.
That's all I am... right?

Did you know that she was cyborg?” asked a woman in an unhidden tone of disgust.
Kai stared at her, appearing confused, then let his gaze dance over the crowd. He shuffled his feet
closer to the podium, a wrinkle forming on the bridge of his nose.
Cinder bit the inside of her cheek and braced herself for adamant disgust. Who would ever invite a
cyborg to the ball?
But instead, Kai said simply, “I don’t see that her being cyborg is relevant. Next question?”
Cinder’s metal fingers jolted.