Be Gentle its my first try.
Imotehk the Storm Lord sits at his terminal tapping his metallic fingers against the screen below. Blankly he stares at the screen as he remembered a lifelong past. His eyes grew dim as servos began to swirl in his mechanical brain, and suddenly he was back on his...
Hello heretics! I'm quite new here and was having fun browsing the site. I wanted to join the writing competition but I didn't think that I could commit to it so I think I'll just post what I've written here. I'll be updating this when I can.