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Cassandra awoke to a silence punctuated only by the distant hum of cosmic energy, her consciousness now residing within the sleek, reflective chassis of a drifting robot. She felt no heartbeat, yet an inexplicable warmth stirred within the intricate circuits that now housed her essence. As she floated amid the tapestry of starlight and swirling nebulae, each passing asteroid and quivering comet whispered secrets of forgotten galaxies and new beginnings. In that surreal, boundless void, Cassandra embraced the mysterious interplay of human memory and machine precision, a silent witness to the eternal dance of the universe.