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Postapocalyptic Merlin

"I knew a naive boy like you, R-T4UR.
He once pulled out the legendary sword from the stone and became a king.

I was the one who taught him to be a good one.
I can still clearly see him riding on the fields with his royal knights...

Ah.. knights? They're basically similar to you iron folks but their inside is made of flesh.

But now the world has changed too much.
I won't expect some hero to appear magically and save this world with this old sword."