Done with the chapter.

Chapter 3: The Mad Technomancer

In a small house, somewhere in a city on Diamondous, a robot was coming together. A arm was attached, and wired in. The head was opened, and a final chip- the AI chip- was inserted. Jargon Random leaned back, and admired his new work. While he could just assemble robots with the magic of his order, those he makes with his own hands always turned out better. He said, in a tired yet excited voice, "Could you pass me the screwdriver, R-0B/y?"
After getting the tool from his robotic assistant (R-0B/y, Robbie for short), he screwed the final screw into place, and stepped back to grab his autocaster. He twiddled with the autocaster for a moment, setting its cubes into the right position, before he held it out at arms length. With a spark of electricity from his jump-start spell, the robot switched on and got to attention. Jargon, nearly falling asleep on the spot for having stayed up for three nights straight without any sleep to finish this new robot, told it to go to the storage room and turn itself off, so he could inspect it in the morning. Just pausing to look outside at the gloomy midnight sky, Jargon went to his bedroom...

That next morning, Jargon didn't have time to inspect his new creation. There was a knock on the door. He, still in bed, got up and went out to get it, wondering on the way why he doesn't delegate such tasks to his robots. On the way, he paused for a moment to look at his reflection. Not at all presentable. However, with a reputation like his, people didn't expect anything else. Jargon sighed, and then answered the door. He recognized the person there- John Radin, a friend from his order, the person who gave him R-0B/y. Jargon was about to ask what was all the trouble, but he was cut off.
"Quick, you need to go. Why aren't you ready?"
"Err... what?"
"Haven't you heard? We need to escape! The city is being invaded, and pretty soon they will have taken the space ports. Get your stuff quickly, we don't have time to wait. We will go to... say, Carratous till this blows over."
Jargon darted inside, and grabbed his autocaster. Realizing he would not be able to take much, he sadly scrapped his robots with his autocaster. After hearing some gunfire somewhere in the distance, he worked even more quickly, stuffing some food into a bag and then running outside. John ran up to him, and they set off.

There would be opposition, but that wouldn't stop Jargon, that wouldn't stop the Mad Technomancer.

EDIT: forgot the chapter title