World Long ago, the planet Iria beheld a prosperous civilization
of scientists, artists, and philosophers. This thinker's paradise had
moved beyond war and strife, instead devoting their efforts to research
and design. Ironically, a natural disaster wiped them out. The Crimson
Tear, a large piece of the planet's smaller moon, broke off and plunged
into the ocean. Inside the moon was an unknown liquid which quickly
contaminated the oceans and atmosphere. Though the Irians fell, their
robots remain.Over the millennium in which the machines were without masters, brutal wars broke out. Some machines valued their independence over anything else, while others longed for the guiding hand of their former masters. Others, damaged by battle, became savages obsessed with protecting their own existence. Now, the planet has begun to stabilize. It is possible that it may once again support organic life, but is still very harsh. The once blue seas are now a metallic green, while the land is a light shade of blue. This deformed landscape lies under a thick veil of gray clouds. T W E N T Y - N I N E E I G H T Y - T H R E E | Story World Robots  |