It was a quiet day in the Unique land of Paradise.

A robot was being made. This robot had a different feel from other Electronics.

It wasn't emotionless nor did it had emotions it was just…. empty.

When all of the joints of the robot was attach and stuck together it was taken to " The Lord Of The Dreadful Paradise".

A cunning looking man with long golden hair. He was know across the universe for being a kind hearted soul and taking orphans under his wing. It was as if though the man was a lotus.

There was 13 lords aross the universe each with their own good and wrongs most had earned their titles or was simply blessed by being in royal blood.

Some where evil dictators whilst others were kind hearted.

But one thing was clear no matter who was your lord or what type of role you played in the lands, survival was the only thing that really matter.