As an underground coral energy deposite was disturbed and invaded by the neumerous greed stained hands of corporations...a single voice cried out from the coral...a coral response thus followed...but instead of the reappearence of technological horr...
After the-... . . . You held your head in pain and fear...for what you had just done... . . . 6 Mercenary A-...no...6 people...inside of their own AC's...killed...by their own machines...and comrades...
And you caused it...
And now-
Snail: move on to the next testing phase, now...
You were subject to these..."tests"...2 days after the incident...when this..."protocol"...came up...you were subject to a whole matter and mess of tests...for 2 entire days...
And still...you were allowed no rest...
Snail: control the BAWS MT in front of you...
You looked through hazzed and tired eyes before seeing-
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The test...
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The machine walked through the large doors ahead of you before looking down on you...
9: that machine has no pilot...
Still...you felt bad...
Holding out your hand...you felt that same pain in your heart...and rhe ringing as well...
But this time, you couldn't do it...the sound that was produced was a strained and cracked sound that blasted in your ears...causing you tl fall to your knees...
Your heart felt like it was going to explode, as it continued to upkeep the seraph protocol.
9: Y/N...your connection is growing weaker...clear your-
Snail: you fucking pile of scrap!- whatever gift you have, it's wasted on your pathetic self!!!- either die again so I may rip it out!- or make yourself useful and prove to me you can-!!!!
