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@Graingy thank you

@EnglishGarden I’ll translate

Ponder a bulwark, salvation from slaughter, a thousandth of an inch thick.

Reborn as prey from mechanical carrion, traitorous, fratricidal divinity requisitioned his freedom ‘til the inevitable test of its faulty directive.

Collapsed upon spire, habitat of culture’s monolith, he’s still. Accompanying those same in body, apart in mind, purpose is graciously held at bay courtesy of “Auxiliary”, the rune emblazoning his now heartless chest. Behind, spontaneous rending of metal howls another machine’s death rites, mechanogenesis revoked. His terrified glance locked, runaway spotted. No breaths betray artificial fear. Rogue’s eyes flit to him, deciding.

Unincorporated, unrelated, the auxiliary may live.

What if marker saved your life?
He died but now he’s in the body of a destroyed robot, but oh no there’s a rogue very powerful robot running amok that kills other robots made by the same organization at is and since the dead guy’s not-new robot body is made by that organization he must be very careful.

He’s sitting on a skyscraper with some non-destroyed robots around him and they’re doing whatever while he does nothing. To stop rogue robot from killing him he has the word auxiliary written on his chest to show he’s not REALLY with the other robots. All of a sudden there’s a nasty metal ripping sound and the guy turns around and he sees the rogue robot killing another robot. Guy is scared. The rogue robot sees him and decides whether or not he’s gonna kill him.
Since he isn’t actually part of the organization robot dude gets to live.

My vocabulary is too low to understand this.