I see. Just like a sword. If not cared for, it'll get dull and you simply can't do anything with it in the middle of a fight.

[[Val recedes her gaze at the small firearm, standing upright again.]]

Well, four years since the day I was created. Or thereabouts. I was only given a birthday once I arrived here. My father picked a rather appropriate day. It passed some time ago actually. I suppose it may seem strange for a creation to celebrate a birthday.

So, what else did you bring along?