로봇||ROBOT||Sebaek

Prologue

This story is translated from my first language and account. It's written by me, so I have my permission to translate. Strange if I did not have that consent xD

if you see a mistake, write, I will correct as soon as possible. And I apologize in advance for this

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Robots. Previously, it seemed to be simple fiction or kitchen robots, miniature models that could not take over the world. Films and books were being made, but this was not taken into account as much as a volcanic eruption, the expiration of the Sun or a drastic change in temperature, and then flooding the world with glacier water.

However, no

People began to think. Build space ships with a supply of food for a dozen or so years to escape the decaying planet and find another one with basic living conditions.

Earthlike colossos, gas balls, rocky planets that surrounded billions of lesser ones. There was a lot of uranium on some of them, and some water below the record temperature on our globe changing every year.

There were more and more pollutants, people were more likely to get allergies, and those who traveled to the Moon, returning to Earth felt burning all over their bodies. That was the difference. A beautiful world, but slowly dying away with the effects we feel.

Explosions of the power plant, fires caused by the unconscious person, tons of plastic thrown into the ocean, daily burning in the ovens in the winter, work of factories, cars on a short route instead of a healthy ride by bicycle and a little breath of air.

They began to notice it. Do everything in their power to save the green planet. Do not let her decay and lose all colors, the life of every being.

In this way, robots and copies of them were created, reminiscent of people, silver, as well as copper or gold. At first, they helped clean up every street, the water tank, before they started rebelling. They were programmed by a man who wanted revenge. He wanted to feel the most important and he became such.

He could destroy the world. He could end his existence, if only in his short life he could feel a man to whom everyone is praying.

And that was his intention, until he realized that the machines were eating people. Eat them with bones.

They should not digest, and the body should not fit in the stomach. But it's been so many years that wise, artificial intelligence has created something like the human stomach. They did not have to expel anything, because the acid that was in them burned everything that flowed through the mouth with vapors.

They were closing, they were tying people to the cells they took out when they wanted to. Horrible piles of scrap, waiting for the birth of a new child to eat, they did not do it without a reason.

They eat to gain understanding. Reason people, intelligence and logical thinking. They gave them the essence of life, without which they could not function better, other than they were programmed.

Still, they listened to the only one

The only one who has a son, a wicked man like himself.

Unfortunately, mother died at his birth, and the body left was taken away by robots.

The infant was brought up by a man, as well as living machines, listening to his orders as well. The two of them were their deities whom they must listen to. Fill out orders and be on every request.

And then they could go out and choose from color to color, height, clothes of man, to enjoy it and feel the growing intelligence.

And treat them like farmed cattle.