Tantum fratres meos post genus meum quaero! Sunt tantum bellatores minima machinationes circuitu, et ego solus qui non vocavit ad occidere, peritus superiores vires magicae... Bella autem ex machinis micro-mundi me non intelligunt! Magicam potionem facere necesse est! Ego igitur per abyssum aeternum volans...

Translation from Latin

In search of only my brothers, I am of my own kind! There are only warriors around, woven from thousands of tiny machines... But I... I am not called to kill and maim, and I am not made of "nanomachines", but of magic! Magic flows in my veins... But there are no adepts of magic among the warriors of microscopic machines! And there are no those among them who are not recognized to kill! "Fighters", "Interceptors" and "bombers", and I"m just another target in their vision... Another victim... "Civilian" as they call me-like! So I escaped into the abyss from the eternal torments of Terra! But the abyss is empty and lonely, which in any case is better than the eternal bubbling cauldron of Terra..

Haec creatio a pulcherrimo creatore sub pseudonymo TomatCaT creata est