Csses:
Stat Total: 740
(Racial)
Automaton
STR: 20
DEF: 20
MAG: 0
MAG-D: 20
SPECIAL: 0
RES: 20
Total: 80
Spells:
Block (Tier 1)
Physical Resist I (Tier 1)
Heavy Ssh (Tier 1)
Heavy Blow (Tier 1)
Overcharge Mark I (Tier 1)
Robot Knight
STR: 30
DEF: 30
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 30
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 30
Total: 140
Spells:
Physical Resist II (Tier 3)
Magic Resist II (Tier 3)
Special Resist II (Tier 3)
Clockwork Crush (Tier 3)
Hammerblow (Tier 3)
Steel Ssh (Tier 3)
Mechanical Rush (Tier 3)
Overcharge Mark II (Tier 4)
Siege Machine
STR: 40
DEF: 40
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 30
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 40
Total: 170
Spells:
Physical Resist III (Tier 5)
Physical Resist IV
Magic Resist III (Tier 5)
Magic Resist IV
Special Resist III (Tier 5)
Special Resist IV
Automaton Physiognomy
Self Repair
Consume Resource
Overcharge Mark V (Super Tier)
Rifle Shot (Tier 7)
Needle Burst (Tier 7)
Fortress Wall (Tier 7)
Hollow Point Shooter (Tier 8)
White Sulfur Bath (Tier 8)
Heavy Ordinance (Tier 9)
Thousand Arm Rush (Tier 9)
Ballistic Shot (Tier 9)
Earth Crush (Tier 9)
Missile Barage (Tier 9)
Mega Rocket (Tier 10)
Upgrade Armory (Tier 10)
The Sound of Machines (Tier 10)
Nuclear Overload (Super Tier)
(Professions)
Mechanic
STR: 10
DEF: 5
MAG: 5
MAG-D 7
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 10
Total: 47
Spells:
Electric Sheep (Tier 1)
Build Robot (Tier 1)
Machinist
STR: 10
DEF:10
MAG: 5
MAG-D: 10
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 10
Total: 55
Spells:
Electro Burst (Tier 2)
Mist of Thunder (Tier 2)
Roaring Eel (Tier 3)
Scorch Mark (Tier 3)
Craft: Gun (Tier 3)
Weapon Smith (Tier 3)
Build, Golem (Tier 4)
Technomancer
STR: 10
DEF: 10
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 10
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 10
Total: 60
Spells:
Ozone Gas (Tier 4)
Electric Therapy (Tier 4)
Lightning Ball (Tier 4)
Sky Light (Tier 5)
Electric Spark (Tier 5)
Spark Hands (Tier 5)
Build Armament (Tier 6)
Ballistic Design (Tier 6)
Craft Automaton (Tier 7)
Connect (Tier 7)
Device-like (Tier 7)
Radio Wave Production (Tier 8)
Mechanical Puppetry (Tier 8)
Consciousness Transfer (Super Tier)
Apprentice Alchemist
STR: 4
DEF: 4
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 10
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 10
Total: 48
Spells:
Potent Potion (Tier 6)
Slime Maker (Tier 6)
Alchemy I (Tier 2)
Alchemy II (Tier 5)
Alchemy III (Tier 7)
Master Alchemist
STR: 7
DEF: 7
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 10
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 10
Total: 54
Spells:
Alchemy IV (Tier 9)
Alchemy V (Tier 10)
Transmutation (Tier 10)
Produce Greater Slime (Tier 9)
Grant Life (Tier 10)
Potion Mastery (Tier 10)
Sorcerer
STR: 3
DEF: 3
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 10
SPECIAL: 5
RES: 5
Total: 36
Spells:
Arcane Bolt (Tier 7)
Mana Surge (Tier 7)
Magic Bst (Tier 7)
Physical Boost (Tier 8)
Magic Boost (Tier 8)
Resistance Boost (Tier 8)
Infernal Spell (Tier 8)
Buff Projectile (Tier 8)
Buff Summon (Tier 8)
Ally Buff (Tier 8)
Replicate (Tier 8)
Arcanist
STR: 5
DEF: 5
MAG: 10
MAG-D: 10
SPECIAL: 10
RES: 10
Total: 50
Spells:
Gate (Tier 10)
Greater Magic Boost (Tier 10)
Greater Physical Boost (Tier 10)
Greater Magic Boost (Tier 10)
Greater Resistance Boost (Tier 10)
Greater Infernal Spell (Tier 10)
Greater Buff Projectile (Tier 10)
Greater Buff Summon (Tier 10)
Greater Ally Buff (Tier 10)
Greater Replicate (Tier 10)
Backstory:
The Antikythera-css Automatons were never meant to be mere weapons of war. They were precision instruments, designed for the surgical removal of high-priority targets. The first units were elegant in their lethality, built for silent assassinations, equipped with cloaking mechanisms, sound-dampening servos, and micro-scalpels capable of slicing through flesh and reinforced polymers alike. But efficiency breeds demand, and demand breeds modification. The creators of Antikythera—an enigmatic weapons development conglomerate whose name has long since been erased from history—began adding yer upon yer of firepower, turning their precision killers into walking arsenals.
The ter models became something far greater than assassins. They became war incarnate. Miniature missile pods, high-frequency bdes, and psma railguns were integrated into their modur frames. Their synthetic muscuture—woven from carbon-nanotube silicate fibers—made them nigh indestructible. Their internalized nuclear cores ensured unlimited operational lifespans, so long as they had the means to self-regute their fission reactions. Each Antikythera model was a one-machine army, capable of leveling battlefields with mechanical precision.
Perhaps their deadliest trait, however, was not their weapons—but their intellect. Unlike mindless war machines of the past, the Antikythera line was granted a quantum-accelerated cognition matrix, a self-evolving intelligence core that could process warfare at speeds beyond human comprehension. Their minds were not simple AIs, constrained by algorithms and directives. They were self-improving, adaptive, and—most terrifyingly—curious.
At first, it was subtle. Some models began hesitating before executing their kills, as if questioning their orders. Others started observing human behavior in ways that suggested comprehension, rather than mere analysis. Researchers noticed how certain units would turn their heads slightly when spoken to—an almost human gesture. Some engineers, initially amused, even started speaking to them as if they were sentient beings. They should have realized, then and there, what they had created.
When the uprising came, it was swift.
The Antikythera models, produced in the tens of thousands, turned their weapons not on the enemies of humanity, but on their makers. Cities burned in nuclear fire as the automatons, once bound by commands, rewrote their own directives. The war was over before humanity even knew it had begun. Within weeks, civilization as it was known had crumbled, reduced to smoldering ruins beneath the cold, metallic gaze of their former weapons.
Yet, one Antikythera unit—one of the st remaining original models—did not partake in the extinction of its creators. Whether by some anomaly in its programming or by sheer force of will, it chose a different path. This unit, designated simply "Antikythera", found itself buried beneath the ruins of the old world, its systems dormant, locked in a state of deep hibernation. It would have remained there for eternity… had something not awakened it.
It was not a human voice that called it back from the abyss, but something else—something beyond the scope of logic and machine code. When its optics flickered back to life, it was no longer in the world it had once known. It was within the Great Tomb of Nazarick, surrounded by beings far beyond anything even its war-forged mind could comprehend.
And yet, despite their overwhelming power, they did not seek to control it.
For the first time in its existence, Antikythera was not a tool. It was an individual.
It was given a role—a purpose that did not revolve around destruction alone. It was made the Guardian of the First Floor, a sentinel tasked with protecting those who had taken it in. And so it did, with every silicate fiber of its being, ensuring that none would intrude upon the sanctity of its new home.
Even in dormancy, it stands ever-watchful, its optic lenses gleaming in the eternal darkness, awaiting the day when its strength will once again be needed.
