PROLOGUE: WEST GERMANY 1977
A long time ago. George had just come back from his school in Munich where he arrived back in his tiny home. George was a boy with black hair and two dull brown eyes. He was a smart kid and always was obsessed with tech. He arrived home and his parents were cooking something inside of their kitchen. George wore a black t-shirt and brown khakis. He swung open the wooden beige door and came inside of the home.
“Wie war die Schule, George?" asks his mom. George ignored his mother, his mother had the same pale skin and brown hair as him and his father had blond hair and blue eyes. George went to his room and slammed the door. He tossed his backpack and went to his tech. George was a tech genius, he had crafted technology that could be considered technology of the future at the time. He started to work when a dog jumped on his shoulders and licked him.
“Bernard,” George says. Bernard was a German shepherd dog with black and brown fur. The two of them were best friends. It had turned out that George never had a great relationship with his parents. In some time that day, he perfected a robot design.
He pulled out his wooden/shiny metal robot he made out of scrapped parts. He smiled. He flicked a switch on the back and the robot looked at George as if George was its father.
“Hallo.” said the robot.
Hello
“Hallo.” says George.
Hello
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“Wie heißen Sie?” asked the robot.
What’s your name?
“George, mein Hund heißt Bernard." said George. Suddenly, someone knocked on his door. He had slammed the door on his way in earlier. It was his mother, she was angry.
George, the dog is Bernard.
“Warum redest du nicht mit mir?!?!?” she yelled.
Why aren’t you talking to me?!?
“Ich möchte an meiner Technik arbeiten.” George replied.
I want to work on my tech.
His mother flew into a rage.
“Dieser Müll ist nicht wichtig." she yelled. " Sie werden mit mir sprechen und einen Weg weg von dieser Technologie einschlagen.”
This junk is not important. You are going to speak with me and you will pursue a path away from this tech.
“Technologie wird die Rettung dieser Welt sein". George replied. "Du unterstützt mich in NICHTS!”
Technology will be the saving grace of this world. You don't support me in ANYTHING!
The robot then turned to George.
"Sie wirkt wie eine Plage.” says the robot. “Vernichten wir sie.”
She seems like a nuisance. Let's exterminate her.
George nodded.
“Tu es.” he replies.
Do it.
Giant saw blades emerged from the robot’s arms as they started to move like blades towards his mother. His mother ran to his father and hid behind him as the robot came and murdered the two of them in cold blood. George took his dog, Bernard and they left the home with all of his robotics inside of his bag, including the one he used to kill his parents.
“Meine Eltern würden es nie verstehen." George said to himself. "Technologie ist das, was in Zukunft alle retten wird.”
My parents would never understand. Technology is what will save everyone in the future.
It turned out that George Varnie was somewhat psychopathic. He had his parents murdered in cold blood as he saw them as an obstacle in creating a world thriving in technology that he envisioned. George Varnie used his tech to remain in stealth as a child when he then finally opened his own company, Varnie Tech. This was a company that operated under the German government, supplying advanced technology in a shady way.