“Our race is made up of two different species,” Solaria said, glancing down at her body. “The skin is of the… it is hard to pronounce in this language,” she said as her eyes flashed fast. “Denora or in my tongue the first ones.”
“They were smart, brilliant, even. But very weak and very timid. When another species attacked them from another world, they made robots to fight the war. Over time the robots won. After the war had finished, the Denora did not need the robots, but instead of deactivating them, they made them into their servants and the working force.”
Adrian nodded. He could see humans eventually building robots or machines to do their bidding. Then he remembered all the movies to that effect.
“The Denora became lazy, and soon, the robots became the dominant species. They overpowered the Denora and soon made them into their servants. Eventually, the Denora tried to make the robots more organic, they melded their bodies onto the robots, and we are the finished product. Over time, the true Denora died out, leaving only us.”