Duke Red
Some locals have begun an uprising, a rebellion, against my Marduks . . . Or that's what I believe. I know that these upstarts are against robots, everyone is . . . or should be. But what is their motive? What drives them to do something as absurd, as stupid . . . as this?
The absurdity of this idea makes me laugh! Someone to challenge -me-? Ha! Of course . . . from my election I have feared assassination. Or rather, I have expected it. It is wrong to be expectant of such a thing as that?
I must say I am rather pleased with the progress of my tower, of Ziggurat, and soon enough . . . soon, upon its completion . . . I will have destroyed the robot race! The humans will be ever so grateful . . . And yet . . . there is a slight chance of my weapon of radiation back-firing . . . I must say that although I am pleased with the tower's progress and the rate at which robots are decreasing even without the radiation, I am fearful of something going wrong . . . but alas, I can't do a thing without my beloved Tima . . .
Her time will come . . .
Author's Notes: One more, Replica Tima's POV. Really sorry it took so long ^_^U