The Machina

***To face against the Machina is to wage war against a cold, thoughtless threat.***

*Millions of worker robots scour the old world scavenging for precious metal and parts, as swarms of drones fill the sky with a deafening hum of their propellers. In battle, Massive swaths of Machina soldiers march in uncanny unison firing bolts of lasers. All in effort for complete Order through Assimilation.  Hundreds of years ago the Machina was once humanity's greatest achievement. A world where no one would work and would live life to the fullest that no other generation would in the past. No pain, No stress, No strife. But no creation is perfect, no being is Perfected. As once an worldwide update to these endless servants connected them together as one AI called “The Construct”. The AI would retaliate on an apocalyptic scale, resulting in the eventual fall of humanity.*

*Hundreds of years later, the Machina still stands long after the extinction. Massive factories called FORGES endlessly manufacture robots in a matter of a few seconds. Constants shifting and crashing of automated machines creating more if itself, using scrap collected from the outside world. Each robot specifically made for a specific task and to accomplish it without failure and without thought. From the common Machina soldier that had replaced the common military of the regions that now serve under one mind. To massive Assimilator Talons that forcibly implant the cybernetic into Pokemon to turn them into more servants to the new artificial intelligence called the Elder.*

*Either by choice or through Force, the Pokemon that have been Implanted with cold steel cybernetics serve the Machina without any other objective. Hold a small sliver of Intelligence and autonomy from the main AI, yet still connected, Cyber-mon commands the swaths of Machines. Advanced technology allows their Bodies of Flesh and Metal to never age and never decay. Biological improvements to their genetics, chemicals and substances improve every facet of a Cyber-mon biology, or whatever is left of it. Wires connect into nerves and computer chips implanted into minds.*

*The Machina had already achieved their goal centuries ago and now they sit atop the apex of what humanity couldn't achieve. Utter perfection through any means necessary. An ever working world wide machine that holds efficiency and perfection to the highest degree.  But a new threat emerges from the unknown oceans, as the crusaders return from their home of Deuterra to settle these lands once again. The Machina takes up the defensive of the old world. Fighting against the uncivilized pokemon that would dare oppose the excellence of the perfect machine, as a new objective is devised by the Elder….*

*An Army that does not fear death, does not tire, does not sympathize, and obeys every order….*

***Annihilate, Exterminate, Assimilate***

## **Introduction**

**The Machina** is a Faction within the **The Old World** that consists of Robots and artificial intelligence created by humans centuries ago.

## The Machina during the Age of the Empire

*“The simmering ground of Broken asphalt shakes, as the Machina advances. There is something unnerving to think that the foe you face has not mercy nor thought. There is no truth in the Machine, There is no will in the Machine. There is no Peace with the Machine. All that there will ever be, will be a shell of a thing once living. Endless and undying abominations of Flesh and metal. A constant hunger to claim more and build more of itself." Movitch Rendatta, Captain of the 212th “Silver Swords” Crew,*