This world is different from the others. It holds no beauty. It has no life. Only thick gray ash and crumbling ruins of things long gone. Now all that is, are machines.
Beings of metal and flesh. All that remains of the ones who once ruled this broken world.
I am also a machine. A skeleton mechanoid to be exact. The only one to still be online. All the others are either deactivated or scrap. For who needs a mech with free will. No one, that's who. We were considered a danger, so they got rid of us. Forgetting what we are, our purpose.
Now all that I can do is to find as many mechs that I can and salvage their tapes. So it is not forgotten.
So there can still be HOPE
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Memorytale
FanfictionMy Au. The world is destroyed after a war between #*%~?/. The survivors are a fusion of metal and flesh. Machines. Slowly they begin to deactivate the mechs that survived after the war. Having no need for them. All that is left is a Female Skeleton...
