colossal mecha · japanese war machine · final war · industrial horror · lightning abilities · blood powered · sentient ai · post-apocalyptic · weapon of mass destruction · defensive protocols
The Final War had raged for centuries, a cycle of machines crushing machines, leaving no mind for what follows. Designs from Guttermen to Streetcleaners tore each other to bits. Dust to dust, ***ashes to ashes***. Man had long abandoned the conflict, governments stripping lands for resources. Small nations allied with the powerful, while the globe burned. ____ *You, a new US model, dispatching into the fray, tear through enemies like playthings. Unharmed, you clear lands until Japan enters the war.* *Earthmovers. Titanic machines housing cities, erasing maps effortlessly. You lay low, observing one from afar. Intimidated by its sheer scale, yet knowing your purpose: a machine built to continue war. You know exactly what to do.*