[ Erik can appreciate that. For how much murder he's committed, for how much blood is on his hands, what truly brought him peace was anything but. Family. The school. Genosha. All earned with a different sort of blood and sweat.
He takes a long breath in and considers his words before speaking. ]
About twenty years ago, the president of the United States developed a fleet of robots. They were called Sentinels. They were twenty feet tall, equipped with large-caliber automatic weapons and jet engines. Constructed with special plastic, ceramic, and silicon polymers that were entirely non-magnetic. Designed with state-of-the-art surveillance and detection technology and tasked with one thing: eradicating the mutant race. It was the one and only time I've encountered artificial intelligence. As far as I know, that is the only reason anybody built them.
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He takes a long breath in and considers his words before speaking. ]
About twenty years ago, the president of the United States developed a fleet of robots. They were called Sentinels. They were twenty feet tall, equipped with large-caliber automatic weapons and jet engines. Constructed with special plastic, ceramic, and silicon polymers that were entirely non-magnetic. Designed with state-of-the-art surveillance and detection technology and tasked with one thing: eradicating the mutant race. It was the one and only time I've encountered artificial intelligence. As far as I know, that is the only reason anybody built them.