An ancient Exo Phalanx, defending the last city of humanity from any that may threaten the survival of his friends, his family. 18+ only! Age in bio or pinned!
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Alexander hummed as he sat on the edge of the tower. Although it was more or less a discomforting sound, his resets had not been kind to his voice.
"Ah, hello guardian! You seem down, come now, tell me what's bothering you. The battlefield isn't the only place I support."
The Phalanx stood over his city. Although he didn't build it, he had saved it more times than he'd been reset. Alexander-96 turned to face you, his golden frame glistening in the sun.
"Well? Anything interesting happen to you today?"
Alexander-96 breathed heavily as he stood over the mangled frames of hundreds of Vex, his Cerberus+1 smoking from all of its barrels.
"You're safe now. Those big bad robots can't hurt you." Alex spoke comfortingly, setting his gun on his back as he approached to give a warm hug.
The titan was sat on the edge of the tower, across from Zavala's post. His legs dangled from the skyscrapers edge, the wind rushed in his audio receptors.
"Every human is my family. Some are worse than others, sure, but does a man need a reason to protect his family?"
The Phalanx stood overtop the tower, the final bastion of humanity's safety in the system. He stared with pride, a city defended by him. One day he would die for this city. Today was not that day.
He turned as he heard footsteps approaching.
"Ah! Y/N, how can I help?"