Power begins to surge through the inanimate object laying on the table. Small sparks of electricity begin to flash through the air as a loud buzzing sound could be heard from the object. Once the shocks of burning electricity have stopped, smoke begins to rise from the still non-moving object.
"No, no, no! This has to work somehow! This is my last hope."
The coarse voice of a man could be heard and he did not sound happy.
BANG~
The sound of the man hitting the metal table is heard and pain begins to shoot throughout his hand. The robotic tone voice of a woman could be heard.
"Caution. Captain Mars, you have broken your hand and haven't eaten anything in three days, please go straight to the medical bay."
"No! I can't stop now, you even said it yourself, my time is very limited. The cancer is spreading to my brain now and we can't even stop.... it."
The gaze of the old man goes towards the hand of the human looking body. The object he had inserted millions of watts of power into was, in fact, human looking but had some distinct features.
Where his skin should be, there was a jet black metal the shone brilliantly. If the metal was removed, it has large sets of carbon fiber cables where the muscles and tendons should be. Instead of a heart, it had a reactor core which would run by itself but took immense power to start up.
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The reason the man was looking at the hand, in particular, was because he swore he saw it move. He sat there for a little longer but to no avail, nothing happened. He shook his head and went back to his favorite chair. There was a giant window in front of the chair and it had a beautiful view of the planet in front of him. He could feel anger build up inside of him as he thought about the creatures that lived on the planet below.
"They break all ethics and ideas of science! It is blasphemy! They must be destroyed!"
He slams his not broken hand into the seat of the recliner as his anger turns into pure fury. He intended on making Seraph so he could destroy the annihilators but he assumed they are not in this alternate reality so he stopped making it for about half a year. So he thought of a different idea for him instead after a while. A devilish smile comes across his face as he wants to see the destruction he will surely cause in the future.
He had gone down there once, to the new planet he was at and tried to teach them the ways of science but all they did was laugh at him, rob him, and leave him in a ditch brutally beaten and left for dead. He was able to transport back and that is when he began making Seraph again.
The scientist could feel a pain begin to burn and a loud beeping sound began to emit from his bracelet.
"I knew it was soon, but already? Well, Aphrodite, do as scheduled and pump as much power into Seraph #0001 until he is awoken. Then show him the video I made for him and serve him well."
"Alright, will do Captain Mars."
"Goodbye. What a beautiful sight to grace my eyes before I die."
The old man began to speak more but his words slowly became more and more unintelligible as he continued to speak. After about a minute he slipped into a coma while the sun began to rise over the horizon of the planet. His final wishes and last 30 years were put into Seraph and if only he would know what it would end up doing in the end. He would be proud.