In the pitch-black desolate land, old, rusted rails wound forward toward the lightless horizon in the distance.
"Whoosh—"
A fierce wind suddenly swept by, kicking up fragments of soil and pebbles beside the tracks, rolling them off into the distance.
In a world once engulfed in darkness, several blinking blue lights moved swiftly along the rails. The mechas, clad in pale-armored coatings with sharp angles and oppressively bent mechanic legs, rolled on the rails, their side wheels propelling the towering machines. Braving the intense wind pressure and resistance, they raced at high speed. As the track curved, the High Rank AI housed within continually calculated changes in gravity and angles, adjusting the mechas' centers of mass, allowing them to maintain full-speed progress.
[Signal from North Fourth District Safety Command Center received. Connect? Yes/No]