It was a sunny day and a lone scrapling was walking on a grass field.

It hasn't got a name of its creator but it always referred itself as scrappy.

If no scrap was to be collected Scrappy liked to stroll around and watch different people Nd what they were doing.

First, he did his daily work of bringing some materials to the master smith so that it was always stocked up.

After that, the master sent him to get some flower named fire grass, Scrappy hurried himself as it was the greatest fulfilling thing in their life to serve the Supreme being.

He reached the herb and plucked some off while inspecting a burned mass that was presumably a small animal like a cat.

Scrappy nearly went away but he suddenly saw a shimmer in the burned pile.

Inside he found a round marble shimmering in a rainbow-colored luster, he took it and ran back to his master.

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He laid the fire grass on a metal table as the Supreme being requested it and sorted the marble in the cupboard for the special materials and left the forge.

Now Scrappy had free time so he strolled in the village and saw how the bloody General was practicing with her unit.

truthfully Scrappy was happy about not having to fight against her. Even the Bots in her unit were moving sluggishly because of their fear of being disassembled by her strikes.

But Scrappy wasn't needed so he continued his stroll.

But after seeing the fight Scrappy developed a craving for collecting scrap metal but he just found some corroded coins nothing worth mentioning.

Luckily he remembered that Scythe mentioned something about occupying some villages, so Scrappy walked to the next village.

But as soon as he reached it he saw how a group of other Scraplings rushed the village like vultures looking for a meal.

So Scrappy tried some other villages he knew fights were going on, but he had no luck.

After some. thinking he decided that he doesn't need fighting bots as he just wanted to collect some scrap.

He went to a tiny Hamlet and saw how a man leaned some rusty scrap on the wall and took a swig out of his beer mug, Scrappy took this opportunity and grabbed it and started hiding again.

He saw how the man tried to grab the scrap piece but couldn't find it, Scrappy took his metal beer mug while he was distracted.

"Where the heck is my sword? ...and where is my beer?" the man said

Scrappy went to the next building and started collecting all kinds of scrap. Some long sharp sticks like the first one, some small triangles from some sticks and he even ripped of some horseshoes.

That was when he was seen with two of those sharp metal sticks in hand, but he couldn't understand the reaction as the human threw himself on the ground and surrendered.

Scrappy took his earnings and went home to start another normal day tomorrow...