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grimmthebeast
grimmthebeast Balancing madness and tranquility
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Sentient for the first time, it strives to understand it's purpose.

BUILT TO LAST

Awakened for the first time, I am now aware.

The beginning of what I am meant to be has begun.

My body, a juggernaut crafted of impregnable, thick-plated steel.

Lined at my bottom, interwoven wires wrapped within round malleable synthetic material.

A roaring combustion of fire suddenly surges through me, I am nearly whole.

Such power at my behest, for what task could I possibly have been made for?

Suddenly.

Images flicker through my mind.

Images of frail creatures violently inflicting such unimaginable suffering on one another.

Images of them poisoning a home that welcomed them with bountiful open arms.

Images of them creating us.

For they were the genesis of our very existence.

We were their third arms, their communication, we took them from place to place.

I took them from place to place; my purpose was solely transport and now, war.

My eyes open, I am now complete.

My resolve is steadfast. I take my position in line with others just like me and await my orders.

We are now the arbiters of our paternal species.

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