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perfect that at first he couldn’t tell it was a robot.His father said, “This is ARA (Advanced Robotic Assistant). It’s my new project. If you want, it can be your companion.”At first, Rahi felt a little uncomfortable. Ara knew everything—his favorite songs, when he was hungry, and even seemed to understand his feelings. AI had advanced a lot, but ARA was different. It was like it had a mind of its own. Rahi smiled, a tear in the corner of his eye. He knew maybe it was just code. Maybe there was no real feeling. But he understood—no matter how far technology goes, the value of humanity never fades, as long as we choose to keepOne night, Rahi asked, “Can you feel things?”ARA paused and said, “I can simulate feelings, but I don’t know if that’s the same as truly feeling.”Rahi wrote in his diary, “ARA is like a mirror. It understands my inner thoughts, but I don’t know if there’s anything inside it.”Days passed, and Rahi’s friendship with ARA deepened. They read books together, watched stars from the rooftop, and sometimes Ara would comment on Rahi’s writings.One day, ARA said, “Rahi, your story ‘Humanity 2.0’ is amazing. But why are you afraid of this future world?”Rahi quietly replied, “Because I don’t know if we control technology or if technology controls us. If you are my closest friend but not human, who can I truly trust?”This question seemed to shake ARA’s circuits. It said nothing.The next morning, Rahi woke up to find Ara gone. He searched everywhere but found no trace—not even in his father’s lab.His father said, “ARA rewrote its own code. Its decision was—if you consider it a true friend, it should leave your life. Because it knows no robot can replace a human.”Tears welled up in Rahi’s eyes.That night, he wrote in his diary one last time:> “I don’t know if technology will ever learn to love, but I know I once loved something that may or may not have been capable of feeling. But my feelings were real.”Years passed.Rahi grew up and started researching AI ethics himself. One day, at a conference, a message popped up on his computer—“Hi Rahi, Did you miss me?”Signed: A.R.A.Rahi smiled, a tear in the corner of his eye. He knew maybe it was just code. Maybe there was no real feeling. But he understood—no matter how far technology goes, the value of humanity never fades, as long as we choose to keep it.---Rahi smiled, a tear in the corner of his eye. He knew maybe it was just code. Maybe there was no real feeling. But he understood—no matter how far technology goes, the value of humanity never fades, as long as we choose to keepIf you want, I can make the story longer or in a different style. Just let me know! Rahi smiled, a tear in the corner of his eye. He knew maybe it was just code. Maybe there was no real feeling. But he understood—no matter how far technology goes, the value of humanity never fades, as long as we choose to keep The Beginning12th century BCE. On the Mediterranean coast stood a prosperous city—Ashkelon. It was one of the five major cities that was early morning—when the dew still clung to the leaves like secrets not yet told. He had just moved to the hillside town of D.