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I look towards the titanic living machine which is approaching me, walking unhurriedly. Damn, that's the third one to attack me. I don't know how much longer I can hold out, but I have to finish her off , I say, breathing heavily through the wound on my left side of my abdomen.

(Hey, hi, yes, it's me. You're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation. Let me explain. It all started on October 6th, 2012. A quiet afternoon, families, civilians, enjoying themselves. Suddenly, there was an attack, not from a country, but from extraterrestrials. Aliens, to be fair. The first to fall was the US, then the second, then the third. The most powerful countries were reduced to ashes. The few survivors formed the resistance, or as they're better known, the Men in Black. They looked for a way to kill them—that's how they heard it: "kill them." We had to learn to fight back. Our low-caliber weapons did nothing to them. We decided to do the same as them: fight with metal. We created enhanced soldiers, metal soldiers, and new weaponry. That's where I came from, a metal soldier capable of feeling emotions but incapable of feeling pain. They sent me to the front lines. I earned a certain respect among the allied ranks and among the enemy ranks—a threat capable of killing with the same intensity as them. Now that you know how it all started, let's return to the present.)