The System Mecha is so unscientific

The air crackled with anticipation as Da activated the shimmering portal to the Demiplane. This hidden dimension had finally become a reality—the culmination of his efforts to construct the Iron Warden, a mecha designed to protect and serve. The space within felt infinite, a neatly organized repository brimming with potential.

As he stepped through the portal, it felt as though he had transcended into a realm where time and purpose converged into one singular focus: creation. The Demiplane was a carefully curated storage space specifically designed to hold materials, blueprints, and resources needed for the mechas he had envisioned.


The interior of the Demiplane unfolded before him like a colossal workshop, bathed in ethereal light. Stacked high on vivid shelves were crates filled with various resources he had painstakingly gathered from realms both near and far. Rare metals from the Abyssal Mines, enchanted crystals from the Mystic Caverns, and textiles imbued with protective spells from the Verdant Woods all lay in neat arrays, awaiting his command.

At the center of the room, a holographic interface flickered into existence, casting vibrant blueprints of the Iron Warden across the expansive floor. The design was complex, a blend of advanced technology and ancient magic, featuring articulated limbs and a formidable frame sturdy enough to withstand any threat.

“Welcome, Creator Da, to MMGS Storage Demiplane” a synthesized voice greeted him. It emanated from the interface, a reflection of the System advanced AI he had integrated into the Demiplane. “The material gathering is complete. You now have everything needed for the construction of the Iron Warden.”


Da approached the holographic display, his heart racing with excitement. He began to review the gathered materials:

1. Titanium Alloys: Sourced from the Abyssal Mines, these were essential for the Warden’s structural integrity.
2. Aether Crystals: Harnessed from the Mystic Caverns, crucial for powering the mecha’s core and enhancing its magical capabilities.
3. Woven Spellsilk: Provided by the Verdant Woods, this fabric would give the Warden a protective barrier against both physical and magical attacks.
4. Advanced Circuitry Components: Crafted by the finest artisans, necessary for the intricate systems controlling the Warden’s functionality.
5. Elderwood Framework: Reinforcing the mecha’s framework, inscribed with protective runes to enhance durability.

Each item represented not just physical components but the legacy of those who had contributed to their gathering. He felt a wave of gratitude for his allies who had worked tirelessly alongside him.


“Let us commence the construction of the Iron Warden,” Da announced, a spark of determination illuminating his eyes. The moment felt monumental. This wasn’t just about building a machine; it was about forging a guardian for a future meant to be bright.

“Commencing assembly sequences,” the AI replied. “Confirm blueprint integration?”

“Yes, integrate and initiate,” he commanded, buzzing with anticipation.

With a harmonious surge, the materials began to levitate and hover, drawn by invisible forces. The holographic interface projected blueprints into three-dimensional space, guiding each component into place. Titanium alloys melded together seamlessly, while Aether Crystals pulsed gently, casting spectral light around the chamber.


As Da observed, he could see the Iron Warden taking shape, each component locking into place as the AI recited the intricate steps of the assembly. It was a dance of machinery—metallic limbs articulated with grace, armor plating glinting with ethereal light, and the core pulsating like a heartbeat.

“Power systems engaged,” the AI announced after several intense moments. “Structural integrity at 92%. Final materials preparing for adaptive integration.”

“Adaptive integration?” Da inquired.

“The essence of the gathered materials will allow the Iron Warden to adapt to its surroundings and evolve based on the challenges it faces,” the AI explained. “Additionally, it will be linked to your consciousness, augmenting your capabilities in alignment with its purpose.”

Da’s breath caught in his throat. This was more than just a protective machine; the Iron Warden could become an extension of himself, enhancing his own abilities and instincts.


Moments later, the final piece slid into place, a resounding hum echoing throughout the Demiplane. The Iron Warden stood before him, gleaming under the ethereal light, a towering sentinel crafted from the remnants of hopes and dreams. Its mechanisms ticked and whirred softly, awaiting its first commands.

“Congratulations, Creator Da. The Iron Warden is fully operational,” the AI announced. “Are you ready to perform the initial tests?”

Da nodded, his heart swelling with pride. “Yes, let’s begin.”


The interface activated a series of commands, prompting the Iron Warden to perform a series of movements. It flexed its limbs fluidly, demonstrating agility that belied its size. Sensors scanned the environment, and a low, melodic hum resonated as it aligned itself with Da’s own heartbeat.

“Integrating biometric feedback,” the AI added. “You may now issue commands.”

With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, Da took a breath. “Iron Warden, execute Protocol Alpha. Demonstrate defensive posture.”

At his command, the Iron Warden shifted into a defensive stance, armor plating shifting and locking into reinforced positions. It became a formidable figure, ready for anything. Da marveled at the sight. He felt a rush of power, knowing that this mechanical guardian was not just a tool but a companion, a protector.

“Excellent performance metrics,” the AI noted. “What is your next command?”


As Da stood before the Iron Warden, a sense of purpose washed over him. This was a new chapter in his journey: sharing the burden of protection with a being constructed from the dreams and aspirations of his people, both past and present.

“Prepare for strategic simulation exercises,” Da responded. “We need to assess tactical capabilities.”

Simultaneously, visions of the future flooded his mind—battles won, innocents protected, cities thriving thanks to the Iron Warden’s vigilance. The use of this Demiplane was just the beginning; he could envision an entire fleet of mechas, each embodying the spirit of those who had suffered and fought before him.


The shimmer of the Demiplane surrounded him, pulsating with energy and potential. Da understood that this space wasn’t just for storage; it was a sanctuary for innovation and creativity, paving the way for the next era of guardians.

With a confident nod towards the Iron Warden, Da stepped toward the exit of the Demiplane. “Let’s go,” he announced. “There is work to be done, and our journey has only just begun.”

As he activated the portal to return, he felt the weight of possibility, of guardian and creator, intertwined in purpose and destiny. Together with the Iron Warden and the wealth of resources at his disposal, he would forge ahead, ready to face whatever threatened the peace of his world—and perhaps, the realms beyond.