Deltarune Robot Novels & Stories

Snow-capped mountains topped with high peaks and sleek mounds. That's better. But the feeling only lasted for a few minutes, and it was back to the clawing despair in my chest. "Wake up, Aretha." "Good morning, Alex, what can I get you?" She came into view. A humanoid robot with a weight of eighty pounds of steel, Aluminium and Kevlar, equipped to carry on a conversation of human intelligence in three different languages. It was also equipped to carry and fetch things. Believe me when I say it didn't come cheap.

Kaya POV They say heartbreak makes you stronger, whoever said that never had to build a robot from scratch. It takes a few sleepless nights and a whole lot of coffee, but I get it done, and I complete my design. A hyper-realistic robot stands in front of me, Tom 2.0, six foot four, shoulders like a linebacker carved from steel and synth-skin, messy brown hair, and a chiseled jaw that could stop traffic. He opens his eyes when he senses me. “Welcome back, Sweetheart,” his voice says softly and smoothly

Aurora's stomach churned when she remembered that she saw the same light in the vacuum robot a few minutes ago. She looked at the machine roaming in the room and her eyebrows furrowed at the blink she caught. Raan's locket and Vaccum blinked at the same time. She looked at it carefully thinking she was overthinking but when the machine went out of the room, her locket stopped blinking. Aurora clasped her mouth when she understood what Rafael was doing.

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

Although I was aware that the figure before me was merely a robot, I couldn't help but feel the crushing shame sweeping over me, leaving my face burning with embarrassment. 008 didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into his arms, saying, "I've detected an injury, Ms. Zeller. I'm going to switch to first-aid mode now. Please remain still as I conduct a full-body scan." 008 was a robot specifically designed for me by my in-laws. He was designed to look exactly like Kenneth but with an even more idealized physique. His skin, crafted from a special synthetic material, was indistinguishable from human skin.

A satisfactory smirk formed on his lips but it quickly vanished when the arm of the robot regenerated. “ What!” He half yelled and Alvara and Hudson watched in dismay, their jaw dropped open. A robot grabbed Ben by his arm, flinging him off as he crashed on the wall. “ Dad!” Hudson yelled. Another robot grabbed Leriel by the neck, marking a cut on his neck but it wasn’t that deep. Blood rolled down as Leriel struggled to break free from its grip but the robot held his neck tighter, sending him to the wall too. Uncontrollably rage ran through Hudson and Alvara.

I whispered and pointed to the edge of the canyon. There, half buried in the dust, there was an old reconnaissance robot. He wasn't from Titan, like the drones in Ouroboros. He was made of simple, rusty steel. And he glowed not. He was destroyed. But the hole in his chassis looked like it was from have been blown to the outside. “Something got out of these machines,” Kael said, and his Face darkened. “Theta does not answer because there are no more bunkers AI. There.

She even sent me a full article about sex transmitted disease. Now I know I haven't explained the most important part to you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundred percent human, with the skin, body warmth and actions. The only way to tell a robot from far away is looking at his left wrist, all robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human like creation, some are made to teach, cook, be nannies, or even sex partners. Anything you can imagine we made the robot do, but don't worry about world domination, they are programmed to self destroy the second they try to hurt a human in any way.

He needed to get Jared's permission. The battle had reached a white-hot intensity. Carl's robot was not only ridiculously powerful in attack, but its defenses were the most terrifying. He was able to turn a blind eye to almost all of Olivia's attacks, which could not even leave a scratch on Carl's robot. Olivia's Golden Warrior had been partially damaged by Carl's robot. The left arm of the handsome male robot had been broken by the constant rolling impact, now hanging freely on its chest. It hurt Olivia to see the damage that her robot suffered.