So I don’t tell many people this, but I mained DVA when overwatch was popular. Some people find it hard to believe, I Jack Williams, the super buff white mechanic, the one people mistake as Clark Kent, mained the tiny Korean e-girl. I always try to argue with people, what’s not to like about a hot Korean girl? What’s not to like about mechs? People still think something is weird with me, or think I’m perverted, or down bad for a video game girl. But I’ll show them all one day.

I spent my childhood around everything mechanical you could dream of, and with everyone saying my family was blessed to work with machines, on account of literally everyone one of my family excelling in some machine related career. There was a saying in my city, “If you are having a problem with your technology, take it to a Williams, if they can’t fix it, one of their brothers, sisters, or cousins can do it”. We were local heroes, as the two best car shops in our city were Williams. You might think “Why don’t they both work at the same shop? Or co-own the same shop?”. Well, it is kind of funny, you see, they are twin brothers that disagree about everything. Milk before cereal? They disagree. Coke or Pepsi? They will fight over who is right. It is such a well-known quarrel in the city, that when they are more or less tied for skill with fixing cars, people will willingly wear bumper stickers calling the others work bad for a discount on any work done at their store. However, if you go to the others place to get something done on your car with that number sticker on, you have to pay a premium.

The twins aside, there is also a Williams in the robotics industry, she dominates her field, even had ten different companies having a bidding war over who would employ her. Suffice to say, fixing and making things was in our blood. I was no different, I could touch something mechanical, electrical, or otherwise technological, and it would be fixed, but our family tended to hyper specialize, whereas I couldn’t pick between cars or computers. Some people said I should pick robotics instead since that was the natural medium, but I liked the feeling of messing with something bigger than a robot. Probably why I love mechs so much.

One weekend I was helping out one of the twins at their car shop since it was going to be a busy week for him. I prefer to help out the one who pours the cereal first, rather than the milk, since they both are bugs fans of cereal in the break rooms, but get defensive if you do it the “wrong way”. I’m under one of the cars doing work on the exhaust, back on a little roller board to make it easier to get in and out of a car, about to push myself out from under the car to grab a tool. Suddenly, I hear a whoosh sound as I’m rolling out, suddenly not in the garage anymore.

I look around, seeing dozens of what can only be called mechs. I don’t see the large group of important looking people behind me, nor hear their mutterings and clanging of metal from men in powered armor moving into position behind me. I reach up to touch one of the mechs, wanting to admire its beauty, when I am suddenly shocked by a few different mechanized cattle prods, blacking out right there.

I wake up in an enclosed room, my hands cuffed to a table with the most steampunk looking handcuffs ever. I spend the next day answering question after question about how I got into the showcase for this years new mechs. I thought I was in heaven already, but turns out I arrived in some magical new world in a country called the Land of the Calm Morning, which is funny since the place may as well be Korea of Korea had Gladiator fights with Mechs. I don’t mean in the Roman “fight your way out of slavery” gladiator fights. I mean Esports level entertainment, where the Faze clans of this country, are just the top 10 clans of the mech fighting scene, who have achieved a pseudo nobility, with another 10 mech fighting families who are always in flux to be next best set of 10. Yea, mech gladiator fights on a scale even the best esports company couldn’t dream of, the country basically revolves around the use of mechanized warfare, and I arrived at the private showcase of the top ten’s mechs.

Safe to say things got hectic for a few days as everything was about me was investigated. Eventually some older lady from royal family arrived, explained a bunch of things about Qi, Paths, and Techniques to me, and how the arrival of people like me, from another world, was foretold and kept secret by the Royalty and Clan Heads of the top ten Clans. There was all this stuff about “great change” and if there was anything special about me. I asked them to bring me an older mech or powered armor, as I doubt they would let me touch anything new. They brought me a mech a few years old and I took that thing apart and put it back together, a 10 foot tall giant piece of mechanical and electrical parts, in under an hour. I even suggested a few things that could be done to improve the model, which most of them had already been implemented into newer models, but a couple of them hadn’t been thought of, which amazed everyone in the room. The Royal Family immediately laid claim to me, hiring me on the spot, something about needing to bring the Royal Family’s mech teams back up to par, as they always linger between the 15-20th spots. Turns out the absolute best mech creators either get outbid by the top ten clans, or are just nurtured by them. They see me as their ticket back to the top, as well as just a general leap forward in their nation’s mechanical forces. That night when I go to sleep I am experience the most amazing thing ever.

[Path of the Mechanic obtained]

[Path of the Mechanic Rank 1]

. . .

[Path of the Mechanic Rank 10]

[Conditions met: Path of the Mechanic —> Path of the Peerless Royal Mech Creator Rank 10]

[ Technique: Instant Repair obtained]

[Technique: Mech Blueprint Creation]

[Technique: Mech- Missile Defense System]

[ Royal Boon: Nerf This]