The creature raised it’s hand, or what was assumed to be so, up to the sunlight glittering in through a crack in the old wood of the barn. The silver metallic covering shined and twinkled as if someone had captured the stars in the night sky and somehow placed them in the paint of the craftsman.
The creature seemed puzzled because of what it saw. The gears in it’s head turned and locked together- it couldn’t figure out what was happening, what was sight, what was reactions and why it had made the move. It didn’t know it’s purpose and it couldn’t give a reason for it’s actions without a purpose making it waste and junk.
It could not remember or read any of it’s memory files on what had happened before that moment when it’s ‘eyes’ opened and it took pictures of it’s surroundings. Instead it decided to live in the present and ‘learn’ from it’s encounters.
What would happen would be decided by it, the expert systems and artificial intelligence would see it through the hard times and the cold, logical brain of the computer parts being used to make the creature run and ‘live’ would make decisions.
It could be more than just a mechanical mind used to make some human’s life easier. It could make it’s own purpose. It could experience things like the glittering sunlight and warmth for the first time with wide eyes.
It could live.