Oh no, it was definitely made to be a death machine. That was abundantly clear from the way its maker described it. It was just supposed to be a controlled instrument of death that got out of hand.

[He breathes a tiny, nostalgic sigh. That was a good time, weirdly. He has a hard time wanting to fight unless he's well and truly pissed and needs to work out his anger, but once he's in the fight....] Yeah. Well- I like fighting sometimes. I like finishing fights, anyway. Not always invested in starting them.