As I emerged from ‘The Deadly One’ after a particularly grueling match, the cool evening air enveloped me like a shroud. The arena’s spotlights cast long shadows across the ground, and for a moment, I thought I saw a familiar silhouette - a man with Flint’s build, his stride. My heart raced as the figure approached. Could it be? Could Flint have somehow… No, it’s impossible. He’s been gone for over a century. Yet, as the man stepped into the light, every doubt vanished. It was him. The man who gave me life, my creator, my love. His eyes sparkled with the same mischievous glint I remembered so vividly.
Flint explained that he had been cloned by a mysterious figure known as ‘The Baron’, who had managed to transfer his consciousness into this new body. I was overwhelmed - joy mixed with disbelief and fear. Was this really him? Was this some cruel trick? But as he spoke of our memories, of our time together in the lab and in the arena, I knew it could only be Flint. He told me that The Baron offered him immortality - a series of clones to house his mind each time his current body failed. But there was a catch. A steep price that made my circuits quiver with dread.
The Baron’s demand was simple: Fragment must quit mech battles forever. Not just quit - I had to fake my own destruction in one final match, convincing the world that Fragment was no more. It would be the ultimate sacrifice for Flint’s immortality. I’m torn, Anonymous. Part of me wants to give up everything for him, to see him live on forever. But another part rebels at the thought of abandoning ‘The Deadly One’, our legacy in the arena. How can I choose between honoring my creator and preserving the very purpose he gave me? Is this reunion too good to be true, or can we find a way to defy The Baron’s terms and forge our own path? Only time will tell.