"What do you think?" Hailey asked.
"Let them come to us," One replied.
The two powerful monarchs of the Machine Empire were standing over a hilltop. It was way past dusk but the fires continued to rage and illuminate in the distance. The strong nightly wind blew from the north this time, signifying a slight change in the weather. It's been weeks since the last storm, it was only a matter of time before the next one arrives and extinguish the fires.
But it wasn't a normal storm. Although the empire's weather surveillance systems have not been fully activated, the instruments that have been activated are transmitting unsettling results detected from the north from which the winds were coming from.
Hello everyone! Author-sama here, thank you all so much for following Synthetic Survivor: Machine Age until now and I am more than excited to inform you of the exciting story arcs! After several rewrites and chronic writer's block, I hope you all enjoy reading and I am certainly enjoying writing for you, my dearest readers. Don't forget to join our discord, the link is at the bottom of the synopsis.
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