A Maybe Too Modern World
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We are living in a world full of technologies. More and more technologies are being invented every single day ( not literally ). We need technologies in our lives. We are dependent on it. Soon, the world is going to be flooded with technologies. Robots are going to do everything for you, from your dirty laundries to walking your dogs,.... While we are getting weaker and weaker because we are not getting enough exercise, robots are getting smarter and stronger and better. We create robots so that they could be faster, smarter than us. But the knowledge that we are their creators alone is not going to restrain them from getting what they want most: to create a new race of robots and take over the world. They will feel nothing as they slay us down, one by one. We gave them a brain but not a heart.
HUMANITY IS DYING.
ROBOTS WANT TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD.
THE BETTER, SMARTER, STRONGER RACE WILL ALWAYS, THAT'S HOW SURVIVAL WORKS.
THEY WANTED TO BE SEEM AS INVINCIBLE, BUT THEY ARE NOT.
WE HAVE ONE THING THAT THEY DON'T HAVE, THEIR WEAKNESS.
LOVE.
WILL LOVE SAVE US ALL?
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