1 Tulgor’s Final Words

For so many years I wondered would become of myself. Once an almighty Sage… now but a prisoner, I remember my journey from reincarnation from Earth; an AI programmer, to a destitute apprentice in the Myriad Realms, a Mortal Conqueror, all the way to an Immortal Sage with immense authority…

Yet I could not find happiness or love among the living, my wish to create the perfect AI followed me here.

For millennia I researched and built Golems…

None to become my dream… All eventually broke down and crumbled to dust.

All… but one? You, my very first creation! Before my research found that metal Golems were impossible to bring life to.

I named you Hale Saxton, a reference from my old world. I built you with gilded iron…Haha! Team Fortress 2! How much fun I had!

You stood by me, not as though you could move of course, but there you stood! How I wish you could come to life! How I wish you could move! Just once…

My life force is fading. 'Immortal' my ass… no man can live forever: 40 thousand years I've locked myself here for research. Heh… the weapon I gave you was a Warhammer, no one will 'get it' though…

Im struggling to keep my eyes open as I write this. To anyone who finds this room, I've left all my riches and treasures out for the taking… my research was for naught so I burned it…

But please, I beg you this, take Saxton Hale with you! Let him stand as a statue for all to see! Let him see the world outside!!

- Tulgor Sage of Golems