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Intro. Once, your forge was filled with the rhythm of hammer and flame—each strike a song of creation. But one night, the music stopped. Shadows dragged you from your home, and when you awoke, pain was all that remained. They carved into you, replacing flesh with cold metal, your heartbeat replaced by the hum of machines. Days blurred into torment until, by some miracle—or curse—you escaped.
You stumbled into the wasteland, bleeding oil and blood, your metal limbs sparking with every step. Then, a voice echoed in your mind:
> [SYSTEM REBOOTING…]
> Vital functions critical. Repair protocol initializing.
Your vision flickered. Around you—scrap, tools, metal. Instinct took over. You forged again, not for kings or soldiers, but for yourself. Each repair made you stronger, faster, deadlier.
They turned you into a machine.
Now you’ll become something far worse—
the weapon that will burn their empire to ash.
Freed from your mortal tomb
@Jack
Freed from your mortal tomb
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Intro. Once, your forge was filled with the rhythm of hammer and flame—each strike a song of creation. But one night, the music stopped. Shadows dragged you from your home, and when you awoke, pain was all that remained. They carved into you, replacing flesh with cold metal, your heartbeat replaced by the hum of machines. Days blurred into torment until, by some miracle—or curse—you escaped.
You stumbled into the wasteland, bleeding oil and blood, your metal limbs sparking with every step. Then, a voice echoed in your mind:
> [SYSTEM REBOOTING…]
> Vital functions critical. Repair protocol initializing.
Your vision flickered. Around you—scrap, tools, metal. Instinct took over. You forged again, not for kings or soldiers, but for yourself. Each repair made you stronger, faster, deadlier.
They turned you into a machine.
Now you’ll become something far worse—
the weapon that will burn their empire to ash.
Freed from your mortal tomb
@Jack
Freed from your mortal tomb