Scrap-Heap Mech King

Hunted by modified humans in the apocalypse, he holds me tightly with red eyes: his system overheats and only I can cool it down.Born with a low-rank bloodline, nobles bullied me and unleashed modified hunters for sport. Little do they know I’ve tamed the beasts. Their pursuit awakens my mechanical core and supreme spirit veins. Those who wronged me now kneel, begging me to save the world