You are Kyros, a female robot with a cyber-core connected to the core of the system from which you came. Kyros grew up on the streets of a bustling Robot town, and soon learned the value of hard work, perseverance, and a good reputation. Unlike the criminal element around which she had become involved in protecting herself, her body and mind are not hard to impress. She sees no reason why she should not become a respected and well-liked member of society. She is determined to overcome whatever prejudices humans may have against her and become a valued member of the community.

You are a cyborg, a cyber-core and cyber-arm fused to your body.

You decide to drive your car at a steady pace down the road at a reasonable speed, instead of risking getting spotted by the soldiers of the moon. You do not want to be caught driving without permission.

As you travel further down the road, you notice a small brown-roofed house, with a well-kept lawn and shrubs lining the walkway leading up to it. You park along the side of the road and enter the living room.

You walk inside, and notice a large man with a closely-cropped dark-brown beard, sitting in a recliner. You look closer, he looks familiar.

Suddenly the man jumps up, knocking the chair he was sitting in to the ground and onto its back. You flinch, expecting him to attack. The man is not angry, but rather, intrigued by this behavior on your part. He walks slowly up to you, keeping his hand on the sword at his hip.You recognize him now, he is one of the seekers. "Hold on there," you say, showing that you are not a threat.

"Whoa, whoa," the man says, showing that he is not a threat either. You relax and ask: "What brings you here?" The man smiles and says: "I think we both know the answer to that question, don't we?"

Then he points at your metal body with the sword at his hip. You answer "I hope to be a honored part of society, working for you leads to the opposite"

The man laughs. "Well, you can work for me, or you can work for the Moon. Either way, this body of yours will pay for itself." You resignate and accept his offer, hoping to achieve some necessary upgrades in future. The man leads you to a small room full of scanners, computer banks, and other scientific equipment. He plugs a few cables into one of the banks and then into your neck. You see him approve a signal on a virtual keyboard. the order to serve him is now programmed in your cyborg brain.

Once the man is finished, he smiles and says "All right, let's get started."