Worlds Beyond Our Own

"We found out that we aren't the only ones in this universe. Turns out that the other guys are much more afraid of us than we are of them. Our species thrived on a Death World, after all."

"Oh, wait. The name's Ahi. I work for R. E. D., otherwise known as Regent Exploration Division. I scout out planets for potential threats, and my employers capture and sell portions of these planets to other parties."

"Scouts don't exactly have a long life expectancy. After a while, we start to realize that we work for corrupt organizations, then the corrupt organization catches wind of you knowing and sends you to a Death World. You know, planet designed to kill little squishy organics like humans?"

"Anyways, I hold the record for the most completed explorations. I also hold the record for the most escapes from Death Worlds. And I guess if you're listening to this log book recording, I probably messed up and got myself eaten by some kind of super-predator. Adios."

The canine robot with a built in AI blinked as the audio file closed out. His scanners focused on the red-haired male who was asleep in the chair next to him. The voice belonged to a much younger male, one who still had hope in his voice. How time had marked his new master was far beyond the AI's knowledge.