#biomech

OF BLOOD AND WIRES What a loathsome sound; the sound of machinery turning in on itself, computers exchanging encrypted words of the unknown. This too she had grown used to. Yet, as the days passed, as the machines clattered against one another and the computers chanted their rituals, she was reminded of everything she once was and will never be again. Day by day, data-laced words become more comprehensible. Nadia began to understand why the machines partook in this never ending battle. Olympus made them this way, just as they had made her this way. Now, Nadia was no different from the machines and computers. Nadia wondered, do the machines and computers feel the same way as she did? She pondered if they too sit in stagnant solitude, watching the world pass them by, wanting to reach out and greet the men and women that stared down at them everyday. Nadia had the privilege of experiencing the world before the Automaton was conceived, Nadia drank the riches of mortality. Whilst now, combined as one, the Automaton was cursed, knowing that as long as the machines turned their cogs, she too would turn, immortally, with them.

okay so heres an au im not sure how to explain- she pilot on my [REDACTED] till i *explosion.sfx* or something idk

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Happy birthday to me! As a gift to myself, a banner with most of my sonas, hehe.