❛ the war machine who believes in the war on humanity as the path to peace for omnics even if he used to dream of the unity between omnics and humans together. ❜
+ coldly:
“I have no mouth but I scream louder than any of them ever listened.”
The humming in his chest climbed higher now. It charged with something ancient and vengeful.
“Walk back if you must. But the first step forward, in their world, is always toward betrayal.”
The air around him thickened—not because of heat, or magic, but because of her presence.
Ramattra did not speak in the human sense. His voice was an intrusion; the cold, motionless tone that bypassed the ears entirely; someone said his speaking could straight into their +
creepy omnic in a creepy
hallway? it was as if kiriko
found a fork in the kitchen.
someone give this guy a
soap box to stand on, as
soon as possible!
the ever constant hum
of technology felt much
louder now. it took a long
couple of seconds for her
to realize it was because
—
+ curiosity one might spare a crack in the wall before tearing it down.
“Your kindness is wasted on them. They will use you. They will smile at you and lie to you until the day they do not need you anymore.”
He paused, letting the silence between them stretch. Then, +
+ reflection.
It did not matter that he had no mouth, no tongue, no voice to pant desire. His whole body was desire, a temple of purpose, fed by celestial light and wrapped in metal shaped by meaning.
And in this moment, under moonlight, Ramattra was alone, whole, and +