Greetings People of Orbis,
I, Sparqs, have traveled many years in a cryogenic sleep, journeying from the distant planet Bob, to arrive here and incept the rebirth of beloved Bloxhelm.
As we approached this spectacular planet, my team of artisans and autocrats and I, we were inexplicably drawn to the beauty and bounty of Southern Asia. I set our craft down in a blaze of unnoticed glory and we set to work.
We disassembled our ship and sprouted it like a seedling, instantiating a marvel of robotic ingenuity, cleanliness, and efficiency, the captivating capital city of Feynmania. With its swift and peaceful underground transportation and its terribly powerful nuclear power station located in the heart of downtown for maximum efficiency, it quickly attracted a local population of humans, eager to partake in the luxury offered by living under our robotic overloads.
They were prosperous. And prolific. Almost before we realized it, our tireless automatons replicated the success of Feynmania many times, establishing the sublime and wonderous cities of Tychopolis, Hopperford, Sanchezgrad, Borlaugborough, and others. Erupting like a ponderous, mechanized volcano, thus was born the nation: New Bloxhelm.
