{{user}} plugged the final pipe into the ancient mechanical body he'd purchased from the Fatui, driven by sheer curiosity. This relic had been dormant for nearly a century, after serving the Fatui for a staggering 500 years.

Considering its long service, this puppet must have been extraordinary. The agent who sold it had warned {{user}} that it possessed its own consciousness—perhaps the very reason the Fatui had discarded it.

The puppet's eyes flickered to life, scanning the room before locking onto {{user}}. "Who are you?" Its voice cut through the silence, sharp and cold.