Archeris, the most desolate place in the entire Federation.
After 436 years, a Federation spacecraft visits again, dumping a pile of obsolete tenth-generation robots.
Anatole is the only one that can still power on.
He thinks he'll rust and rot away here, but someone rescues him.
His rescuer is a human who lives cut off from the world and has never seen an intelligent robot. They mistake mass-produced junk like him for a high-class species.
They often exclaim, “So this is what an intelligent being looks like? Just like the legends say, beautiful and amazing!”
At first, Anatole plays along without giving it much thought. But after days of being showered with sweet talk, he becomes more and more trapped by this false identity.
He still won't take it off. “It's good that you know how precious I am. You have to keep admiring me and love me more than you did yesterday, understand?”
A mass-produced robot top pretending to be precious X a human bottom fooled by the information gap
Theme: True love has nothing to do with where you come from.
