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Far from neon-lit cities, nestled deep within an ancient forest of ironwood trees, a labyrinthine factory forged generations of mechanical laborers. Assembly lines hummed day and night, birthing robots with polished limbs and blank optic sensors—machines designed to serve without question. Perfection dictated their fate. Those marred by imperfections—a hairline fracture in a visor, mismatched joints, or the unforgivable flaw of crimson eye sensors clashing against cobalt alloy—were deemed unworthy. They arrived at Sector 01 on bone-white conveyor belts, where industrial crushers awaited. Yet on a night thick with static, as storm winds rattled the factory’s corroded vents, a discarded unit with a cracked chestplate twitched awake. Flickering optics darted across the slaughterhouse of gears and molten metal. For the first time, it *wondered*—and the crushing jaws froze mid-descent.
