Nomad_the_Godseeker
(Uploading this before Fraud comes out since it'll just collect dust in my drafts otherwise)
Mankind is Dead
Blood is Fuel
Hell is Empty
Those were the words the blood-fueled machine saw flash through its visor as it wandered the last empty layer of hell. V1 had destroyed every machine that tried to stop him, killed anything that moved and consumed their blood to continue moving.
But in the end, it never truly mattered. The Machine Built To End The Final War had fulfilled the reason for its creation, if only in lesser circumstances than its creators had wanted, and now? Now it was slowly running out of fuel. The only reason it was still moving was the few husks it had run across not too long ago.
However, while wandering through a place it had been once before, it found something odd. In the center of a broken room was a new pedestal, and on the pedestal was an old book with an insignia on the cover. The book's name?
The Four Cardinal Weapons
So, like with every book V1 found, it opened up the book and scanned through the pages. It learned of the four cardinal heroes, and then the pages began glowing. And before it could put the book down, it left hell and was summoned to another world with a new objective.
Mankind is Alive
Blood is self-sustaining
The Waves are coming
[Warning: This fanfiction has themes of murder, slavery, genocide, extinction of the human race, drinking, and other illegal activities. If this triggers you, I would advise against reading.]
{Just for some extra context, V1 isn't going to be entirely machine in this book. More specifically, it'll become part-human when it gets summoned. This is purely for drama, and because it allows for more fluidity with character dynamics and other similar things.}