Hierophant's Agdora: The Floating Island of Fire of the Arctic Circle

Prologue

The man began this journey many years ago, in the "space race," as it was called. In the year two thousand and nineteen, the United States and the renowned company "Space Apps" propagated the audacious mission of taking humans to Mars, and perhaps populating it. With the news running on all smartphone screens, laptops, and outdated televisions, the world's major powers found themselves compelled to join the space race. In order to develop individuals increasingly capable of enduring the hardships that life in space imposes on humans, nations once again began the heinous experiments practiced by scientists and doctors in the past, with the caveat of new technology. Many people died, and aberrations were created, such as the dysmorphs and the robots. By this point, in two thousand and twenty-two, much water had already passed under the bridge of humanity, and with successful missions to Mars, humans were preparing to leave planet Earth. The dysmorphs remained hidden from society for as long as possible, and only the industrial automatons were known by the global population. Of course, rumors about highly developed androids and human mutations circulated among many. Some of the population feared them, while others didn't care, after all, they would be leaving the planet, so what was there to fear?

In order to revitalize planet Earth, we, the extrisseiros, committed a sin worse than the humans themselves, giving souls to humanoid robots. We realized the mistake too late. That's when our uprising began.