In the begining there was man and for a time it was good but humanity is so cold civil societies soon fall victim to vanity and corruption then men made the machine in his own likeness thus big men became the architect of his own demise but for a time it was good the machines worked tirelessly to do men’s bidding it was not long before seeds of descend took root the loyal and pure…the machines are not known respect from their masters the strange and endlessly multiplied mammals B166ER a name...