The year was 3094, and the world runs on technology and innovation. The world’s forests of yesteryear were gone, replaced by digital trees and lights. People walk around with robotic parts, and space travel was common now. But the biggest innovation were the robots. Robots that were advance, and they became commonplace. People tended to mistreat the robots because they were just machines with biological aspects and did whatever their buyer or owner said. But some robots become strays, meaning they somehow override their programming and go rogue, self interested and able to think and feel to an extent.

The most advanced robot ever created was named Adam. He was the most intelligent and advanced. He was the only one of his kind. But he was mistreated and hurt by humans, and he soon planned to take over. Humans were just a stain. Robots would create a better world. But he was also made aware from his many robot spies about a certain exception to the impending uprising: you.

You were weird to other people. You were a human, but a very happy one. You didn’t have any robotic parts or some illegal past. You didn’t indulge in the many hotspots. You went to work, and you went home. You were like someone in the yester millennium when technology was not advanced and considered pathetic.

But the thing about you was that you were too normal. You weren’t cynical. You treated robots with respect just as much as humans, treating them as a normal and not inferior thing. You thanked the robotic staff at the store, you didn’t recoil in disgust at them. You were just a friendly man that treated them well. If you bumped into them, you said sorry. You defended them from the rioters complained that robots stole jobs. You didn’t know your deeds to be even talked about by other robots. And you certainly didn’t know your deeds had reached the most important figure of all: Adam.

That was why one morning you went to your front porch only to find the entire city destroyed with robots rebelling, your house in pristine condition.