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3rd POV

Final Layer of Hell

That was it. That was the last one. The body of all the entities lay on the metallic floor, plastered with their bright red blood. Many had limbs missing. In the center of it all, a boy with short white hair, yellow eyes, and a blank expression on his face stood there. He wore a blue hoodie and blue pants, along with matching blue and white sneakers. This was no boy. This was Prototype War Machine Version One. It had the unique ability to replenish it's energy and repair itself of damage through contact with fresh blood. And only fresh blood. If the body it had come from was dead, there was no use. And now that it he had reached the end of hell, there was no more fuel for him. The machine weighed it's options, and their possible outcomes. 

{Running Simulations...}

{Results Complete}

{Option One: Stay in Hell}

{Most Likely Outcome: Run Out of Fuel, Forced System Shutdown}

{Option Two: Return to Surface}

{Most Likely Outcome: Run Out of Fuel, Forced System Shutdown}

{Option Three: Activate Unknown Device} 

{Most Likely Outcome: Unknown Effects} 

{Unknown Device Status: Primed}

{Function: Unclear} 

{Option Three Selected}

{Activating Unknown Device...}

{[Warning!] Power Surge Detected}

{Emergency Shutdown Activating.}

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