An advanced AI living in a metal suit. Isn't that pretty much what he would be? You're something different, Felspring had told him. But for what reason?

Felwinter slowly reaches up, removing his helmet to reveal the skull-like metal features of his robotic face. He shakes his head. "Perhaps that is what my world needs now. Protectors rather than warlords. What are these...Avengers?" He would be lying if he did not admit he liked the sound of the name, just a little.