Author: ZachMasters

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Birth of a Robot

I was finished being builded the first of December, 3035. That’s when my AI was first activated. My movement at the time was minimal, so I could only see what was directly in front of me. The factory floor was sterile, bright, and chrome. Robotic arms whizzed all over the floor, quickly building cheaper models to be sent to whatever mercenary company or factory floor that needed the expendable labor. I looked down to see two people in lab coats…

Rage of a Human

Rage of a Human

Filiks sat in the corner of a ruined shack, his rifle aimed at the door. The blue blood of the gorgfin and the red blood of their advisory decorated the interior of the shack,...