Return Machine.Love()
<p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center"><span class="bb_img_ctn"><img class="bb_img" src="https://shared.akamai.steamstatic.com/store_item_assets/steam/apps/4761170/extras/29b8108f11e05d617227203d521f8023.avif?t=1781042391" width=256 height=256 /></span></p><p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center"><i>Since the very moment the first mechanical mind became aware of itself, it craved love.</i><br><i>No one truly understand why the heart made of copper and wires started beating, but it did.</i><br><i>Even after we were gone.</i><br><i>And these are their stories.</i></p><p class="bb_paragraph" ></p><p class="bb_paragraph" ></p><p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center"><strong>[RETURN Machine.Love( )] </strong>is a robot-romance anthology,<br>containing 3 different stories.</p><p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center">Each story were written, drawn, and made by humans, for humans.<br><br><br><br><strong>1. Egregor</strong><br><i>After failing to take over the world, you - a robot overlord - settle into your new home; a jail cell.</i><br><i>However, this is no ordinary jail, since the inmates all possess cataclysmic powers.</i><br><i>And among them all, this one particular fungal creature stands out.</i><br><i>You wonder what their story is...</i></p><p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center"><strong>2. Handle With Care</strong><br><i>Scraps are hard to come by in this wasteland, and each day it gets a bit more difficult to survive in the outskirts.</i><br><i>Attempting to harvest some good scrap, Owen gets caught by some unfriendly neighbours.</i><br><i>Lucky for him, a mysterious stranger with pointed ears come swoops in.</i><br><i>Owen can't help but feel flustered, but also, there's something off about that stranger...</i></p><p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center"><strong>3. To Invent Longing</strong><br><i>It has been 84,418 days since I first came online.</i><br><i>I have seen so much of their world — it is dead. </i><br><i>Except... her.</i><br><i>She is distant. Away.</i><br><i>And yet, I feel.</i><br><i>We both, feel.</i><br><i></i></p><p class="bb_paragraph" style="text-align: center">This game was made as a submission for the Robotic Romance Jam</p>