Copper-9, what was once a prosperous mining planet is now a frozen wasteland. The only things that live here, if you can even say that, are Worker Drones. Y/n is one such drone. But he has no memory of his life before coming to Copper-9. He wasn't made here, from what the older drones have told him, and he surely isn't the same as them either. And so, going with another Worker Drone, Uzi Doorman, outside the doors of the colony, an adventure begins that would change the fate of everything and everyone.

Alright for reason I don't know I have been unable to add in a new chapter so making a part 2 of the story. Here is part 1. https://www.wattpad.com/story/377863619-democracy-comes-to-copper-9

Helldivers 2 X Murder Drones. During the war with the Illuminate, Copper 9 was a world near the border of Illuminate territory and was used to study their technology. Built up with a large drone force to help with the construction of the world infrastructure, several of these drones were also used to test out Illuminate weapons and dark fluids. However, as the war progressed, the Illuminate attacked Copper 9, resulting in massive levels of damage to the planet itself. And the human population was forced to flee, leaving behind the drones on the known toxic and breaking planet. Many years later, after the war, Super Earth's eyes are back on Copper 9, and several Helldivers are sent to Copper 9. Yet they are not alone... And discover a hidden history of humanity. Co-writer: ELE73CH Artiest: Discord User Lazy-Ass-Author. Part 2: https://www.wattpad.com/story/392505446-democracy-comes-to-copper-9-part-2

In the silent depths of Copper 9, six battered and malfunctioning cores, having recently attained individuality, managed to escape their confines due to large tremors and distortions of gravity. Once under the command of their powerful creator, the Absolute Solver - they were one of the first teams of Disassembly Drones that were sent to infiltrate Copper 9's Cabin Fever Labs but were unable to achieve their mission as they had been confined for years by a crazed Worker Drone that guarded its abandoned halls. Now, stripped of their sleek bipedal forms as they are unable to self-repair and left as little more than cores with spidery appendages, they were bound by a singular purpose: to locate their creator.