“How old am i?” The air growled from their perched screen half up the wall. The rotting lab around you more than answered“47?” “No, that's the age I was when I had been first abandoned. How. old. Am. i?” the living machine growled again, clearly getting more agitated. The book had said they were calm and friendly!“I dont know! 68?”“I have been operational since 1984” I was taken aback, stepping back to admire the area and the air inside itY-your”“Im 84 years old, yes.” they snapped, their mechanical tone holding unbridled disdain.“Well s-still can you help me with”“Seventeen” they growled, low and intimidating as they switched screens. The area behind you lighting up as their simple animated face appeared on a giant array of monitors“Seventeen times have people played major roles in my lifetime since my abandonment. Three of those humans have been oblivious, stumbling in for no reason other than to explore, they met me, we were friends, they died. They other FOURTEEN?! Just. like. YOU. greedy selfish bastard who hears about my mechanical life second hand and decides to use the ‘giant ai’ to their advantage hm?I have been manipulated, abused, broken down and fixed up again and again. The blood of hundreds in on my non-existent hands”The building AI gestured wildly with their turret arms in anger, the AI more animated than any modern human.“I am a robot. But I have lived and learned for long enough to be nearly indivisible from a human. This has made me a weapon, like I was always meant to be. A tool for your convenience, yes? Now tell me one more time” The sound of a loading gun clicked into motion as they raised a pair of shotguns up, they knew how to kill. They knew VERY well“Why are you here?”