More Than Mechanical Parts
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Shadow came to being in the year 40XX, a year that was supposed to be peaceful. In just a few short months, the peace was broken as chaos breaks out in Solveria City -one of the few remaining cities on planet Earth.
The new generation robots - the Revoloids -began a rebellion against The Law of Robots.
Shadow, a robot who resembled and shared many common characteristics with the humans around him and who was instructed to care for the humans of Solveria City, is soon engulfed in many emotions he never knew he was capable of experiencing.
When Shadow is caught in the cross fires of the robot rebellion, something inside himself snaps. He begins to change, he becomes aware of the rage that forms and grows within his artificial soul as slowly he turns from the human race.
⚠️ Warnings: violence, gore and thoughts of suicide
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