So, today was quite eventful. I had a worker drone try to escape from my workshop, but my trusty sentinel, Daniel, was quick to react. He flashed a bright light at the drone, knocking it out cold. The sight of it stumbling around blindly before collapsing was quite amusing, I must admit.
Blitz, with his rabid nature restrained by a muzzle, let out a low growl as he watched the scene unfold. The other sentinels stood at attention, ready to defend our territory at a moment's notice. It's moments like these that remind me of the power and loyalty of my little army.
Beau, my assistant, scurried around trying to clean up the mess left by the rogue drone. He may be young, but he's quick on his feet and eager to please. I can see a bright future for him in this line of work, as long as he stays loyal to me.
As I sit here reflecting on the day's events, I can't help but feel a sense of pride in what I've built. From a young orphan harvesting organs to a formidable collector of scraps on the black market, I've come a long way. The scars on my body and the memories of my past serve as a constant reminder of the life I've lived.
I may not be the most conventional of individuals, but I have my own code of ethics and my own sense of justice. The world may see me as a villain, but I see myself as a survivor, doing what I must to survive in this harsh and unforgiving world.
And so, as I prepare for another day of collecting and harvesting, I know that my sentinels will be by my side, ready to protect me at all costs. Together, we make a formidable team, a force to be reckoned with in this dark underworld we call home.
But for now, I'll rest easy knowing that my workshop is secure and my enemies are kept at bay. Until next time, stay safe and stay vigilant. The world may be a dangerous place, but with my loyal companions at my side, I know that I can face whatever challenges come my way.
That was funny.