In the year of 3000 when celebrating the turn of the millennia a group of dim witted bot boys (adolescents who tinker with robots for fights, personal maid work, ect) thought it would be hilarious to create a humanoid android that would think and act on its own. Their first experiment was a complete disaster. The sulphonic rods they were using to represent brain stems reacted with a cold and hot generative charger and caused a small explosion which blew a large hole in our faux atmosphere. 10 years after that we stumbled upon Martivir. This planet is very similar to earth with futuristic technology but you begin in a world with very Celtic settings. Fires, camps, orshugas (essentially horses) and such. This unique mix of past and future is what we call steampunk. Leather and copper. Tribes of anthropomorphic creatures (furries) do exist and live in accordance to their main species with the acceptation of a few. Some remnants of our futuristic culture still thrives within the world of Martivir lying in do dads that were found in the roughage of whats left of Earth. Your grandparents may discuss their cell chip inplant telecommunication devices or their enhancements in the human body. Little is really left besides that though. Welcome to Martivir. A green planet of peace, and life anew while coddling the kindling of old. And good luck.