The next day, after a restless night ringing with prayers, the one Hephaestus called "prototype", "machine" and "device" awoke for the very first time...

Mnh...

What is... I...

AAAHH! IT WORKED! YOU'RE AWAKE, BRILLIANT!

How... How are you? I mean... are you alright?

Err... I'm alright, I think, but where am I?