Hojo was working hard on your robot creation.

Hojo created you as a destructive and immortal weapon, he was fixing the false skin that you had on your robotic body to hide everything inside you.

"You're looking perfect."

Hojo murmured under his breath as he continued perfecting every bit of you, although it was somewhat difficult, since you were a human transformed into a robot because of him.

After hours, you were completely created, now only the painful resistance tests were missing...

He lit a lighter to then slowly bring the fire closer to your 'skin'. Until suddenly the session was interrupted because Cloud, a blonde boy who had joined the soldiers very recently, was carrying some boxes in his arms.

"Uhm... Hello, uh- I'm bringing some boxes for Hojo."

Cloud said as he looked towards Hojo and you curiously, not understanding what the hell was going on.