With no one left to protect, he had become something else. A historian. A witness.
Today, he climbed the tallest ridge—the one they called Femur’s Crown , because a fallen orbital elevator’s support strut pierced its peak like a colossal bone. As he reached the summit, the wind screamed through perforated metal, playing a hymn of rust and entropy. You searched for hills of steel - AndroForever
He planted his staff—a salvaged road sign, bent into a standard—into the steel-dust soil. With no one left to protect, he had become something else