"Destiny, ends, Now! your Will is mine!!"

ART BY FELINE LEGION INSPIRED BY "FROM ASHES TO SNOW" BY "ARandom_UltrakillFan" ⚠ MAY CONTAIN MACHINE GORE, BIOMECHANICAL HORROR, AND BODY HORROR ⚠ V1, The Supreme Machine. The Biomechanical Monstrosity. The Blue Angel of Death. Silent. Cunning. Tactical. Beautiful in its violent rampage through Hell. But as it reaches Treachery, something finally halts its endless slaughter: Not an angel. Not a demon. Hell itself. Wanting to preserve its glorious splendor, Hell casts V1 out, using raw Hell energy to tear a hole in space and eject it elsewhere. It awakens in low orbit above Copper-9, crashing down in one of the ancient war shells... accompanied by a Terminal. And Hell did not close the wound it left behind.

One experiment was all it took, everything that was worked for, all that effort, brought down in a matter of minutes. After that he had no real purpose, so he was turned into something else and sent off with the others, it'd be fine What difference can o̷̰̞̕n̶͚̣̅̑̏ė̷̯̣̅͜ person make?

The short story of I have no mouth and I must scream by Harlan Ellison, since a copy of the book is around 400 dollars here's the story lol

You're just a human living in the 31st century. Your parents have not been around a whole lot, so drones became your primary caregivers. This has molded the way you see people and drones as a whole and has made it difficult for you to fight the feeling you're beginning to develop for one drone in particular. The perfect woman: Cyn(don't @ me). The problem is, it's culturally accepted that humans and drones intermingling is a degenerate and fround on behavior. How will this affect your feelings? Well, read and find out. That's how stories work. I don't know. This is the first writing thing I'm letting people see. Feel free to tell me all my faults.