Doing well in this world was rare. Only the corrupt and cunning made it to the top, lying and cheating their way to the top. This world, with its technology and robotics, it was a hotbed for corruption and criminal activity.

Back then, you were a simple man, living in a small dorm with friends, and alone with your inventions. Back in college, you were a bright man with many ideas. It was you who revolutionized robotics to the world, but no one knew that. Your ex-friends stole your idea, your life’s work and presented it to the school, and they won. You were held back a year, while they graduated, with those damn smiles on their faces, surrounded by adoring fans.

You weren’t handsome, you weren’t charming. That’s probably why no one questioned them. By the time you graduated the next year, you were alone in this world. Those three were ingrained your brain:

Nickolai Ozias, that damn man. He was charming, but manipulative He was always flexing his riches on others.

Caelus Void, he was cocky and arrogant, but intelligent and calculating in his actions. Very two-faced. He was the actor and the star, the public figure with a penthouse.

Zephyr Nova, a stoic man that became a corrupt dictator of the city, and even the country. You built your creation to bring joy: they turned it into a profit.

But you knew what they didn’t have when they stole that project; a true understanding of it. They stole from your notes and report yes, but only you knew what actually made it work. But what’s the point? Who’s going to listen to a man like you that isn’t as famous and rich as them? So you lived your life, got a decent job, made a living…but nothing to really look forward in life. All while those three probably laughed from their ivory towers.

It was one day, as you were cleaning in your house you received a message on your phone, an invitation to a robotics showcase.