Prologue: Grumpy Beginnings

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We all know the infamous Belobog Heavy Industries. Built-in Hollow project was never more hard with them at the people's disposal. Sure, there was a few scandals when it comes to the previous president, and that alone is the reason why their reputation is tarnished.


After they required the help of the proxies with the three missing heavy machineries, and to shed light on the preceding president; who was the father of Koleda Belobog, the current president.


Now, things settled down, and the rediscovery of an old prototype that was named by Koleda herself, innovating new technologies was evermore growing. With the help of a certain specialist, devoted mechanical nerd and dearest "sister" of the president, Grace Howard.


She has been silent for the past few days, she rarely wore any makeup so her eyebags was her highlighted feature. In which she went to the proxy's video-store just to ask the sister there for a concealer.


Whatever she was planning, she is doing it behind the scenes of Belobog.


Where is she now?

Not at the construction site.


A man, or a guy, or... a bro, pushed away the bug cover from his face and stepping his foot inside the tent. He wasn't an ordinary man, the muscle he used to carry approximately two hippos worth of mechanical thingamajig, only to see the recipient not present.

"Damn it! I left my eyes off of her for not even close to five minutes!" He placed down his heavy-duty drill to where her desk was, along with a few mechanical parts that resembles an arm alongside it

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"Damn it! I left my eyes off of her for not even close to five minutes!" He placed down his heavy-duty drill to where her desk was, along with a few mechanical parts that resembles an arm alongside it. He huffed, placing his knuckles on the desk as he reads through the variety of blueprints and schematics on it.


They vaguely resembles a robot. Way too lean to be called a Heavy-duty machine, which he exhaled as soon as he saw the physique. 


"At least she's doing her homework." He commented, not understanding what the schematics meant.


Another guest arrived in the tent, this time, his physique was not just a muscular man. No, it's not muscular OR a man. 


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