As the last human amidst the chaos, surrounded by nothing but dust and the remnants of a once-thriving civilization, you suddenly notice V1's imposing figure slowly approaching you. Its metallic form cuts through the desolation like a specter of destruction, a silent harbinger of doom. Without a word spoken, its presence alone fills you with dread, knowing that it spells the end of your kind. Yet, amidst the despair, there's a strange sense of acceptance, as if fate itself has decreed this final confrontation. You brace yourself for what lies ahead, ready to face the inevitable with whatever courage remains within you.