My name's Davis. Legally, I can't actually tell you about myself.

But who cares? Law and order collapsed, and yet I'm still alive after... probably around 2,000 years. We've abandoned so much of our past life, especially technology. Probably one of the many things to cause the War to End All Wars/Humanity's Last Stand/Second Cold War/The Last Days/The Rapture/The Five Days of Hell. (Don't ask me about the names; survivors I met often gave me conflicting results. Which unfortunately means there are no official names for the war.) The species I grew up with turned out to be nihilistic bastards, so this was expected after a while. They were all greedy and destructive, not caring about emotions faked on television, holographic watches and screen-glasses. Look at me. I represent a dead and forgotten world, with my main tank gun on my back, caterpillar tracks and armour plating. Screw the Stars and Stripes, hanging by my tail as a sign of defeat at the hands of everyone else. I was weaponised for nothing, and ever since I've been left bitter and frustrated at how stupid humanity was.

Was. Think about this word. What do I mean by it?

I will leave this to you to ponder. Right now, I have a story to tell you...

Two minutes ago, I came to the aid of a small group. Because, one of them happened to be a former companion of mine (and another was remarkably similar to one other former companion). And, Desia was back to haunt me. So what I survived That War with my radiation shielding and armour, and her once with my main gun? She was back, and therefore could kill again.

Not wasting any time, I had fired up my engines, engaging speeds I had only used during the war. I rammed into her, discharging whatever I had as weaponry as she stumbled back up and began fighting me. I knew Milloon would hate me for intervening, but what choice did I have? I couldn't just let them all die.

But, in the end, I released how truthful he was. Again, I was left beaten and laid on the damp grass. Just like old times. I wonder why she didn't finish me off...