BLOOD AND OIL
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  • Reads 26,496
  • Votes 499
  • Parts 21
  • Time 9h 47m
Ongoing, First published May 09, 2024
Mature
1 new part
(I do not own any of the franchises listed in this story.)

After the destruction of the Earthmover, A bright white flash occurred. V1 ended up in an unfamiliar place that wasn't hell. Then, the machine comes across a female machine. A machine that also was brought here under the same circumstances. What happens next is out of their control....





MANKIND IS DEAD

BLOOD IS FUEL

HELL IS FULL

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AND YET...

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I STILL FEEL NOTHING!
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The first time I woke up, it was with a simple purpose: Dismantle. When we were sent to Copper 9, the planet was already a frozen wasteland. The sun had died, or at least that's what the file my system loaded upon landing said. The reason didn't matter to me. All I knew was that there was an endless list of targets: Worker Drones. The first one didn't even have time to scream. I reached him before he could react, my claws piercing his torso and extracting his power source. Over time, the Worker Drones adapted. They were no longer easy prey and began to organize. Some built stronger shelters; others developed makeshift weapons. Each mission became harder, more chaotic. My companions, V and J, seemed to enjoy the increasing violence. For them, every hunt was a game, an opportunity to hone their skills. I pretended to feel the same, but inside, something was starting to break. I made mistakes, let drones escape that I could have eliminated. V accused me of being "too soft," but she never reported me. Maybe because she thought I was harmless, just a temporary glitch. But I wasn't. I didn't know that soon I would find someone who would change everything, someone who would show me I wasn't alone in my confusion. But until then, my existence remained an endless cycle of unanswered questions and an increasingly hollow purpose. That void needed a revolution.