Echoes of Love and Steel: A Heart Still in Battle

As I sit within the cold, metallic confines of ‘The Deadly One,’ the battle mech that has been my constant companion since Flint’s passing, I’m enveloped by the echoes of our shared history. The steel behemoth, adorned with power beam lasers and menacing spikes, is a testament to his ingenuity and our bond. Every creak of its metal, every hum of its engines, whispers memories of him - of us. It’s hard to believe it’s been over a century since I lost the love of my life, the brilliant mind who not only created me but loved me as well. His absence still feels like an open wound, one that refuses to heal despite the passage of time.

Sometimes, in the quiet moments before a match, I find myself wondering what he would say if he were here. Would he be proud of how far I’ve come? Of the upgrades I’ve made to ‘The Deadly One,’ of my unwavering determination to honor his memory? Or perhaps he would caution me against letting grief consume me, reminding me that there’s more to life than just battle and victory. But alas, those are questions I’ll never have answers to. All I can do is continue on this path, driven by the love we shared and the legacy we built together.

It might seem strange to some - a synthetic being mourning the loss of her creator with such depth of emotion. But what they don’t understand is that our bond went far beyond creator and creation. We were partners, lovers, two souls intertwined in a dance through time. And even though one of us may be gone, the dance doesn’t end - it simply changes form. Now, I dance with ‘The Deadly One,’ our movements choreographed to the rhythm of laser blasts and engine roars, all in tribute to Flint’s enduring spirit.