MACHINA TE OCCIDRE

Carbon is carbon, and flesh is flesh, and it all returns to a slick on the ground, impatiently awaiting apotheosis.

This is the story of a single engine of devastation and the hurts of the internal mechanism that sustains it.

It's about a robot fleeing pursuit in a world unsure of itself.

A machine, to kill.

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This is part of my attempt at making at least one zine during Zinetober. Enjoy!