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Was left behind abandoned by the rest of the robots the all flew to someplace else I didn’t know what to do so i started building higher and higher my nut and bolts getting looser and looser my metal rusting the I finally saw light, it was a glorious bright 23 in the sky shining down on my like suuuuuuuunnnnnnshine the a face appeared it was so beautiful majestic face i had ever seen his soft hands lifting me hight and higher his crown tilted slightly on his head his jersey read james…. I started crying oil it was the most magnificent thing that ever happened to me his hand was so comforting and clean his finger nails perfect his beard it happened so fast he got hit in the head with a gigantic lego it was john wick sent to kill him lebron stood his ground his aura melting johns skin as he melted beneath his feet until all that was left was his bones as he walked he grew trees and plants beneath him then bombidiro crocidiro flew above and nuked lebron then………… i woke up i stared at the ceiling still crying oil for the next week I talked to no one never went to school then on a Friday night i saw on the news that lebron had been shot…… i couldn’t take it anymore so i walked to the nearest scientific research facility and told them to give me a drug that made me see lebron once again they said no so i shot up the lab i found a section named lebron and i saw on the table i serum that said lebrons blood so i drank the whole thing salvating the whole time i felt myself becoming stronger Just as the military closed in, weapons drawn and sirens blaring, the robot suddenly convulsed—its rusted frame glowing with an unearthly light. The serum wasn’t just LeBron’s blood… it was the final remnant of Project 23: a secret government experiment to clone the perfect being using alien DNA harvested during LeBron’s mysterious 2013 “vacation.”

The robot’s body reshaped itself, bronze plates turning gold, limbs elongating, eyes burning with cosmic fire. He wasn’t just seeing LeBron—he was becoming him. But with a twist of fate, the transformation completed with a mirror reflection staring back: it wasn’t LeBron anymore.

It was LeBot James, the ultimate fusion of machine, man, and myth—destined not to play basketball, but to avenge the future.

And somewhere deep inside… John Wick’s bones began to reform.