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Summary. Tenno, an acronym for a group of children left stranded on a desolate ship in his eyes. Some had called them monsters, some saviors, some even called them machines. He simply knew them as a name. This is the story of a lone Tenno, now awakened and thrown back in to a world he cannot leave, cannot fathom, and more oddly cannot seem to recall. Warning of possible spoilers for story arks if there are any.
Mind of metal,
Ch1. Baptism by blade.
He couldn't recall the date, the time, nor even the circumstance of his presence here. In here all there was, a chilling crushing silence. And bright flashes of light, before he felt gravity pull his weight to the floor. A loud slam of something heavy as he impacted, though oddly did not feel it.
"You're awake... congratulations Tenno. You survived." A strange man greeted him how. His tall features covered by oddly ornate robes and some strange mask, "but now we leave to question how... you're not the same as the others are you? I sense something different about you. Something... dangerous... can you recall your purpose." He couldn't begin to fathom the situation at the moment but he gathered all too well that this man was no ally, two swords hung at his side and some strange disk like weapon held in one hand. He couldn't remember why nor from where but the sight of steel alone jostled his inner turmoil. So he held his tongue rising on still weak legs as if to defy this man. "I see... your lotus has abandoned you then... hmmm. Dreamer you've awakened at a poor time. Know that I am Teshin Dax. And you an I have quite a long journey ahead of us... this place holds no more for you... let us leave."
Dax, the very word sent a chill up his spine, though he couldn't place why. A shake of his head and he finally noticed the odd fabric adorning his own form. Thick like leather or some synthetic plastic. Black and an odd glowing teal color to offset his fingertips. "Wh-what happened?"
"You've been asleep for some time. Longer than most I assure you. You are not the first. But you are without doubt meant to be the last. Fate it seems favors you this day." The oddly stoic teshin as he'd come to know him simply turned from him to leave. "For the moment I cannot help you. To survive this is your trial. When you ascend from this pit. Find me. Only Then shall I grant you knowledge Tenno. Only then can I help you to reclaim what you've lost." A swift toss of the disk he held and something fell into view. A sword, unlike the ones the man carried himself but yet so familiar. Far larger than anything a normal person could wield easily though oddly light for its size the weapon was obviously not meant for his hands though it felt 'right' some how. "Till then you suffer..." with an inhuman leap the man was now out of sight, and far out of reach before he could protest.
"Teshin?!" He shook his head to rid himself of the vague fog in his mind, the pain of missing something important. "Damn... what am I suppose to do?" It was then he noticed the other entity in the room and panic sunk in.
It was dangled from the ceiling like some slab of meat, obviously it wasn't alive yet he felt a presence to it. It's visage vaguely humanoid, but far larger than himself. What was this thing? It's metallic like skin glistened a deep vermilion and shades of alabaster in murals reminiscent of flesh. Its head adorned with some sort of helm that covered its face if it held one at all. It's body a feminine visage though twisted and clearly inhuman. A woman like creature of some strange metal that he couldn't quite remember but it seemed so very familiar. It didn't move nor did it speak, it didn't apparently breath either, yet it felt alive somehow. The vague sound of a quiet pulse being heard from its general vicinity. Part of him felt a pang of guilt for the creature its arms and legs bound by some strange mechanical shackles to what appeared to be a large disk like platform. If not for its menacing appearance it was actually somewhat beautiful in a weird way. Like seeing some majestic wild creature pinned by a hunters trap.
"What is this thing" he stepped forward now examining 'her' more closely only for the blade in his grasp to give off a dull glow. It's serrated edge pulsing with some foreign power that illuminated the nearby area with a deep red color. A foreboding feeling of dread passing over him as he stopped. Somehow he couldn't fathom, he felt fear from her. For every inch he closed distance he felt an urgent desire from this creature to flee from him. Observations however would have to wait. He had no idea where he was currently but this creature was far beyond his reach. It's place of captivity too high, the room too open to provide a platform for him to ascend to her level. "I'll come back for you later I guess... I'm sorry..." why did he feel sad about leaving this creature? His mind was still hazy as he tried to recall anything beyond base speech. Then the room became host to a third party, something unlike either of the two present. Something dangerous, something 'hungry'. "Huh?" He turned nearly too late to avoid the creatures gnashing claws and teeth. Blood red eyes startled him into awareness and in the confusion he held up a hand on instinct from which a beam of some strange energy jettisoned his aggressor across the room with an almost satisfying force. "W-what in the" unfortunately his discovery would have to wait as whatever hidden power he displayed failed to eliminate his predator.
"Tenno you have two choice here..." Teshin was still there it seemed but would not show his face. "Embrace the void, and your gifts. Or succumb to the world around you. You may not yet realize it. But you wield a power unlike any among your kind. But for you to unlock that power you must remember two things" he barely dodged the obviously starved quadrupeds next attack as he was listening to the mans sermon, "first, remember your purpose, the blade in your hand holds that answer... and lastly, remember the name of the one whom it is for."
"Quit speaking in riddles!" His anger seemed to fuel the weapon he wielded now as he took a lash at the target. He'd barely grazed the creature but it let out a pained wail as blood was sent skyward from its wound. More strangeness was inevitable however as blood he'd expected to paint the wall now stopped mid air and pooled before being drawn back to his blade. "Wh-what is this thing?!" He felt familiar with it somehow but it terrified him now.
"Can you remember who it is that blade is for? The name of the one to whom it belongs? This is your trial Tenno. Your rebirth, your baptism into the world you will come to know very soon. But first. You must remember what you are." His mind reeled for a moment as he ducked another aggressive lunge from his opposition and swung again. Much the same as before the blood from this creatures wounds added to his blade, it's glossed crimson edge now throbbing with what could only be described as anticipation.
As he looked at the odd weapon a word came to mind. Why was anyone's guess but this one word seemed to comfort him even as he saw the oncoming teeth and claws that was his opponent. One word he managed to utter before all he could see was a flash of red and darkness. One word. "Rakshasa."