The dead, absolutely empty desert's sickly, toxic plane collided with the dull, dirt brown sphere of the sky somewhere on the horizon. For miles, there was nothing but the completely lifeless expanse of a world that had been gutted by the most horrible weapon mankind ever invented. Not even a single cell or a single organic molecule survived the wrath and the greed of man that drove him to seek profit even where there was none to be gained. But not even such devastation could deter man from fulfilling his own selfish needs as one half of mankind has fled to the continent where the deadly tentacles of radiation could not reach, while the other half has fled the planet, and is trying to desperately survive on the stellar body that is said to be capable of supporting life. Only a tiny fraction of the population realised the horrible consequences that his endless greed will have, but they had no power to oppose those who ruled over mankind.
He, the one who was the leader of this tiny, insignificant group of one million humans, knew that all too well. He fought against the rulers of the world before they have unleashed their weapons of mass destruction, and even when he thought he had enough allies, he ended up failing miserably. At first, he thought that he was moving the world forward with his presence, but when he commited his first sin, he fell into despair, so he started devising his grand plan. He built a supercomputer to collect all variables and factors that defined the course of human history while he and his allies gathered data to feed it, but when he finally succeeded, an attempt was made on his life that forced him to rig his own machines so that they supported his life. Upon compressing the data, he also learned that he only delayed the inevitable with his actions, so he and his allies started rallying people around themselves to construct a new nation that would survive the eventual war.
Unfortunately for him, he forgot that the parties who initiated said war had their own countermeasures, and one of them managed to establish itself as the new world order in this deserted, dying world. When his agents informed him of that, what was left of his soul evaporated, and he became a cold, calculating machine just like the body he designed for himself and his most trusted allies so that they may lead their nation until it was necessary. But he did not give up. He still treasured the memories of the long-forgotten past that was filled with peace, mutual cooperation between nations and relative prosperity. Even if there was paranoia and distrust back then, it was not visible to him, so he would fight to get those days back.
For this purpose, he has established this city that housed all of his people. He built an entire nation from scratch just so he could bring true light into the future. He created war machines that went against his principles just so he could have a chance against the army of the new world order. He made inventions that had more potential to destroy than to create. He took in people who accepted his old ideals all the while he threw his conscience away so that he could eventually give this nation to a leader who would not need to resort to his crude, forced methods. He went against everything that he once considered principles to live by just so he could give humankind a proper future, just so he could teach them a lesson about greed.
He did not know when his sacrifice would have its effect. But he know that he would see the day when his city of light grows into the greatest nation in history, for this mechanical body would serve him and his most trusted allies forever.
