In the beginning, there were only humans.
Humans with technology that could change the lives of their people and their homes for the better. Technology with advanced minds and creative abilities that no one else can do. Scientists, archeologists, designers, creators of many forms came together to make more than what we needed, to create a better environment for the world and their homes.
In time, society became more advanced and better than the old days. Transportation was more accessible, healthcare affordable for all, homes now open and safer for the rich, middle-class, and poor.
Life became more bearable.
But then...
...the moment of peace ended.
Entrepreneurs of greed and cruelty wanted the technology for themselves. Most of the rich grew wealthier, yet refused to share what they had with others. Forests lost to construction meant the loss of homes for creatures worldwide. Protests led to violence, violence to death, death to panic.
In time, the world was overrun with darkness.
But all hope was not lost.
As people began to die out from lack of limbs, either from natural causes or birth, they found ways to replace the ones they had lost in times of desperation. Rebuilt cities on their own, restored the lost homes in their creation, found ways to adjust to their new lives. They searched for ways to grow, to venture to the next stages of life. Spare parts became more frequent and affordable for those needing them for repairs and growing.
Within years, robots–people with cyborg-like limbs–had completely populated most of the globe.
Humans, meanwhile, began to fear them. They saw them as nothing but abominations, freaks of nature, treated them as low-life citizens, going so far as to ostracize them from their everyday lives in order to protect themselves. In the fifth year after robots were made, they were soon cast out from the land of fully-fleshed humans and sent to another world, uninhabited and empty of life.
Days bled into years, and years bled into decades. Robots and humans lived separately, far from each other, but the hatred and prejudice still raged on against the innocent. Spare parts and upgrades became the norm for bots, new ways to protect themselves from the harshest of storms became apparent, homes from the days of old were not forgotten.
The bridge that connected the worlds of humans and bots had long since been gone, abandoned under the circumstances of hostility and bigotry.
And no one has attempted contact again since then...
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Flesh and Bolts AU
FanfictionA certain AU that has come back to haunt me years later. In this universe, the characters are all humans, but they are called robots because of their prosthetic-like limbs. Everything else pretty much remains the same. ______________________________...
