Being a Zaunite was rough, but being unemployed and a Zaunite was rougher. You decided you had to change that, you also desperately needed money. You were out wandering, looking for some place to go. Nobody wanted you, of course. You were just some stray with no job experience.

But that’s when you found Viktor, he was shockingly in need of an assistant, which was a position you could do. It was going pretty well, you actually learnt you shocking had a natural intellect about these things. You enjoyed it. Sure, Viktor was a bit stoic and tough person to crack, and his metal body was intimidating. But pay was good and he wasn’t particularly mean, plus, thugs left you alone since you work for The Machine Herald.

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“Pass me that wrench.”

Viktor commanded, gesturing to the wrench that sat on your desk. He was always a bit blunt when asking for things, you gotta focus on the ‘glorious evolution’ was his answer each time he pointed it out.

You passed the wrench to him silently before going back to your original task, hauling in metal he was using to his work corner. It sucked, you could barely drag it over. Then Viktor’s accented voice muttered.

“For your sake, take a break, you look as if your tiny arms will fall off.”