The March of the Great General

Introduction to the Work: The brain is an automata. The body, a Talos. A strategic weapon, a giant machine, with liquid muscle flowing instead of red blood. “A giant machine is not some guardian deity. It is a hunk of metal that tramples the earth. A terrible tool created by the human race. No warrior's soul dwells within it.” “Then shouldn’t we change it? Not a destructive tool that only runs forward, but a guardian deity that protects people!” In the hands of a young technician, the soul of steel blooms.