An Automaton’s Muddied Intentions

Towering near the center of the city, was a tall structure of glass, metal, and iron. It was home to the most wealthy, and renowned sorceress of the current time. However, it served as a spire for those who would sacrifice everything for learning. A spiraling dorm, a university contained within itself with only one master to teach them all, it was the home of the demi-girl Shamisha as well as her profane laboratory. 

"W-wait is that?!" 

"No way!"

"A t-true Mono?!"

And today; that spire was echoing with the voices of her students, watching the very first Mono-doll making her way up through the many floors. 

'They stare at me like I'm some curiosity.' Her eyes squinted with contempt for the students, Grace struggled to keep her lips sealed. Walking up the stairs was a struggle enough, but pairing it with the glaring eyes of lab-coat-wearing runts? Well, that was really testing her patience.