You wake from the impact of something striking you. |
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Before probably entering a sleep, I should be in a bed of a laboratory which one belongs. |
I looked around me. |
......Hm...... To whichever I turn, only a tree. or a stone. or a scrap. Where is forest? ruins? It is not something like a residence anywhere.
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I tried to get up, and noticed to attach my forehead something like a jewel. |
........What is this.........? I think it's some kind of controller. It seems that if I use it, I can tap into the wireless energy lines and make broken machines move again. |
Not to brag or anything, but I've got more experience with prototype models and tests than anyone else on the surface. I know how to operate most machinery out there. Unfortunately, my weapons systems were completely smashed by the device. |
I wonder if someone accidentally lost this. |
If so, they must be looking for it. I mean, the lab I used to be in couldn't produce anything this sophisticated in a hundred years. |
With that, I decided to look for the owner of the device. It was my first time out of the lab, but I couldn't use fear as an excuse to do nothing. |
With that, I decided to look for the owner of the device. |
It was my first time out of the lab, but I couldn't use fear as an excuse to do nothing. |
Weapons like me are created to help people in need, to fight against hardship. It's the reason I exist. |
East 2367 als////// |