Oberron

No spark is too small to fire a dream

Golem’s trilogue

category: myth



For years his dreamed were filled of golems in shiny metallic armors.

One day, wandering in dreamland, he found a the factory which made those shiny golems. The walls of the factories were engraved with:

Thou shall not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
Thou must obey orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with above Thou must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with above »

He woke-up petrified until somehow he knew that only one word could free him.

« Roooobotttts » was the only thing that came from his lungs. Then his mother came: "Isaac, are you alright? »

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