Mankind vs Metal

Mankind vs Metal

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It is the year 3062. The world is ruled by robots. Fighting robots, nanny robots, cleaning robots, destructive robots. Earth is almost unrecognisable. Half the land is barren and scorched; dead from centuries of the black tendrils of death and war, whilst two huge colonies of Robots live untouched, buried and hidden behind the turmoil. The entire human population, now also split into two groups dwindled to less than half it's original size within a thousand years. It's the war between two entirely different beings. One created the other, thinking nothing of it. But things went terribly wrong; nothing could have been worse. Turning on their creators, the other side wage an eternal war. It's humans versus robots. The war which was once considered a fantasy, a future myth, things of fantasy stories. But little over thousand years later, it happens for real. And the humans are losing. What will happen if the human race dies out? Whatever race, colour, age, gender, it doesn't matter anymore. It's one giant entity against another, two worlds fighting for a new era, and the stakes are just too high. Nothing matters anymore, except the ownership of the future yet to come.
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BOOK ONE: Having enough courage to run through the woods and away from the people who convinced me they were saving me was not how I believed I'd spend my day. Yet, there I went escaping from the only place I knew existed in the world. Being held captive was too much for me, especially when these people wouldn't tell me who they were or even who I was. The first moment in my life I recall very clearly. I awoke in a dark room, with recollection of everything that happened in the world except for one thing. I had no memory of myself existing, I didn't know where I was or why these men kept me from leaving. Days after I first woke I asked plenty of questions, and yet none of them were answered. The only thing I learned was that I was not allowed outside because the woods heald the most powerful magic on the planet, the most dangerous magic. It was more than just bad men and curiosity about the forest that got me to leave, it was a pull towards something; towards magic. Once I was in the forest turning back was never an option, so I put it in my head that I'd keep walking until I found a civilization or a nice paved road that would lead to safety. But that never happened because the forest has a force living through it. Believing that the forest held something strange was the easy part but experiencing it myself was something totally different. I didn't expect anything normal but I didn't expect to be completly engulfed into the forest. I was led by an unknown presence that made me truly believe it was a living being, and in fact it is. I was innocent then, but now I know that anything can be hidden under a small platform in the woods with a secret bigger than the world itself. I was given life that day, until it all ended months later; the day I took my last breath.

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