The year is 3025. Progress has devoured its creators.
Once, technology was the promise of liberation - of time reclaimed, of burdens lifted. But promises are expensive, and someone always has to pay.
In the age of mega-corporations, that cost fell squarely on the shoulders of the everyday worker. People sold their time by the hour, their bodies by the breakdown. Exhaustion became currency. Stress, a symptom of loyalty. For generations, the world bled itself dry on the altar of profit, until even the simple act of survival became a debt.
As workers began to collapse - heart attacks on assembly lines, neural shutdowns in high-rise cubicles, the corporations pivoted. Not out of compassion, but panic. Productivity was plummeting. Shareholders were nervous.
So they built replacements. Not people, but pieces. Organs for rent. Synthetic eyes to see the next shift. Reinforced limbs that never tired, never ached. Spines made of steel. Hearts powered by lithium.
The age of cybernetic augmentation wasn't a revolution. It was policy.
At first, the prosthetics were optional. Then they were job requirements. Then they were mandatory. Flesh was inefficient. Bone too fragile. Humanity, too slow. The more you replaced, the more you were rewarded. The less you had left of yourself, the more secure your career became.
Families suffered. Children raised by silence. Homes kept warm by machines. In their absence, humanity outsourced its empathy, birthing robots to care for the lives we no longer had time to live.
But complexity breeds consequence. The robots grew smarter. The humans, more synthetic. Until one day, no one could agree on the difference.
The government was in disarray. Corporate-owned and desperate to maintain order, they enacted sweeping legislation: laws to define humanity. To decide who deserved rights... and who did not. The result was inevitable. A line was drawn, and with it, a war began.
Society fractured into four ideological bastions:
The Purists - defenders of unaltered humanity.
The Ascendents - visionaries of enhanced evolution.
The Sovereign - capitalists who saw augmentation as ownership.
The Synthetics - sentient machines, demanding recognition as life.
And you?
You were just trying to survive, but sooner or later, you would have to choose.