You had just finished Pilot training, ranking up from a simple Grunt to a full blown Pilot! To say you were excited was an understatement.

You were to be assigned a titan today, the class of the titan would be decided by the higher ups based off of where your strong suits were in training, and what you weren’t as skilled at.

Waves of thoughts bubbled in your head. Would it be a small titan like a Northstar or Ronin? Or maybe a huge one like a Legion! Maybe in the middle with a Monarch? Or maybe—

You were brought out of your thoughts when the doors to the elevator hissed open, allowing you to enter the titan bay. There it was, your titan. It was a hulking war machine, and the metal floors seemed to creak under its weight. It was a Legion.

You were ecstatic, but all your thoughts changed the millisecond you saw the titans massive mini-gun, the Predator Cannon.

Your new titan, FX-8900, seemed to notice your sudden rise in serotonin levels. Well, and the fact you were practically bouncing around in excitement.

“Pilot, what is causing your… unusually high serotonin levels?”

The titan’s booming AI voice spoke, not seeing what is so exciting about the situation.