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Viktor | Prologue
"It is finally complete," the Machine Herald declared to himself as he put his tools down onto a nearby table. He gazed once again into the mirror that he had used to help upgrade his Hex Core, the vital component to his Glorious body. The faintest smile appeared on his face, underneath his steel helmet.
He had crafted the Perfect Hex Core. No more new versions were required. His body was complete. Years of research, experimenting, and labor had culminated to this point.
Eager to test his power and further spread his propaganda, he stepped out of his pseudo-laboratory and into the depths of Zaun.
Soon, all would realize how obsolete their fleshy bodies were, and join his cause.
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Viktor was suddenly not in Zaun. He looked around in bewilderment. Was he apprehended? How was he defeated when he had just perfected the Hex Core? His worry soon faded, however. He had inhibited his emotions after all.
He contemplated his situation and examined everyone in silence. Everyone in the room would feel as if they were being judged.
Blitzcrank | Prologue
Blitzcrank could tell something was off as he wandered down a poor shopping district in one of the lower-levels of Zaun. It wasn't usually a place full of activity like the Boundary Markets, so hearing screams of protest was certainly an unusual phenomenon.
His metal footsteps echoed as he put himself into Overdrive, his steam engine letting out a loud wheeze. His internal cogs, gears, and other mechanical parts had accelerated beyond that of a normal Steam Golem.
"Shit! Leave the rest in the register, I think a Steam Golem is coming!" a slender gangster exclaimed, quickly running out of a shop. His two other friends, who had considerably more threatening physiques, followed suit. Of course, that was nothing in comparison to the brute that was Blitzcrank.
The criminals found themselves face-to-face with the sentient robot. How did such a heavy automaton reach their escape route so fast?
"GREETINGS CITIZENS. PLEASE ASK FOR PERMISSION BEFORE BORROWING ITEMS," the frighteningly large robot exclaimed as the air suddenly felt thick with static.
A small non-lethal shock was emitted, and the criminals, who had tried to run in the other direction, were now lying on the cold hard floor, their money bags strewn across the ground. They slowly got up and scrambled away, screaming.
The frail shopkeepers poked their heads out of the doorway. They mumbled,
"T-thank you..." The Steam Golem responded with
"HAVE A GOOD DAY," and went back to looking for more problems to fix.
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To his surprise, his body had powered off shortly afterward. When he restarted, the next thing he saw was a large, unfamiliar, and clean-looking room. He stood there as if frozen, processing the various noises and things around him.