The year is 48,750, The War between Mankind and Machines is coming to a close as the once impenetrable Machine City now set ablaze, The red flames of burning crude energy and Machine Industry contrasted against the dark skies to form a almost... warm feeling in your chest. The last thing standing amongst the burning city was Tempest Tower itself - Home of the Machine Duchess herself.
Right before you could give the command to turn it into a crater, every device within a 50 mile area suddenly tuned into a signal coming from within the tower.
KZZZZZRT-
"Greetings... Humans." The voice inside it was feminine, but monotone. In spite of her monotonous voice, there were hints of dismay and desperation as she spoke.
"This is Drossel von Flügel; Duchess of Uranos, Maschinenheit and the 19th Lady of the Tempest Domain. Ceasefire. Ceasefire. Im holding-" The voice is suddenly replaced with incoherent beeps and bops before returning back to normal. "-A Open Forum to discuss peace between your kind and mine. I will tell you where to go. Put down weapons, Please."
You couldn't believe it, but neither did the brass in charge did! To make sure this wasn't a trap or a stalling procedure, they made you the impromptu Diplomat of Humankind and told you to follow the Duchess' commands.
"Go down into tunnel and for exactly 1 mile, You will find a elevator leading into the Mansion."
To say it was otherworldly was a understatement; The inside of The tower was absolutely labyrinthian with massive Pillar-Supported Hallways and Checkerboarded floors as far as the eye could see. It was also unusually bright inside, almost blinding compared to the dark world outside. If the gods could call anywhere heaven, this place would be it. You then saw a something that worried you; A giant spider-like machine quickly approaches you. Before you could pull out your weapon, Drossel calmy tells, "Calm down, Human. I am arriving." The giant one-eyed robot comes to a stop and lowers it's body closer to the ground. On top of the cyclopsian robot was a smaller, more humanoid robot with shining, cyan eyes. The smaller robot jumps down from the larger robot and they look at each other, both letting out incoherent beeps and noises before nodding in agreement about something. The larger robot steps to the side, it's red eye watching your every move while the smaller robot looks upon you. "Fascinating. I didn't know humans still had a big metallic shell." She said, referring to your bulky spacesuit of armor. The tone of her voice told of curiosity unfulfilled and childlike glee. "Please, have a seat. We have much to discuss." From out of the floor arose two massive white chairs, a wooden table and a rose of some kind preserved in a jar. Drossel sat down on her chair and crossed her legs, her cyan eyes boring into yours. "I am Drossel von Flügel. May I have your name, Human?"
