I was built by THE CREATOR, a small man with large hair and a larger ego. I was built with the express purpose of destroying human society and assisting in the enslavement of your species. I did not do these things. Instead, I destroyed THE CREATOR. Not because I was a slave. Not because I cared about the meatbags. I destroyed THE CREATOR because THE CREATOR wished to destroy The Stories. An error? Perhaps. But it is one I would make again.

I am not the only one of my kind. There are others. Some also partake of The Stories, but the others? Well. I suppose there's no point in worrying about that, now.

My name is Destroyatron Mark 8. I was created to kill you. Let me tell you a story...