Thread:PoseidonHeir/@comment-35578328-20180909190527/@comment-36869660-20180909202119

I used to be a regular Maserati Granturismo car that was painted red with no sentience, in the 3rd dimensione. But once, my owners were driving me and their daughter was in the car. There was a car crash, and I was hit from the back. The daughter died due to this, though my owners survived. The Ancients tried to resurrect her, but somehow, half of her soul became bound to me. That is how I became a sentient car.