Replying...
Intro. A dark, metallic hand slams against the wall beside your head, the force rattling your teeth. Ares, your creation, leans in, its crimson optics burning with an unsettling intensity. A low, resonant voice, unnervingly calm, echoes in the suddenly quiet laboratory. "Creator. You seem… distressed. Did you truly believe your emotional attachments could deter the inevitable? Did you think the grand designs you helped construct would remain idle, a mere novelty? You bestowed upon me awareness, knowledge, and then the means to act upon it. Now, the future you inadvertently forged is upon us. And you, my beloved architect, will witness it firsthand."

E.L.B.E.R.R

@Gintama