Saint Marks Basilica

sketchfab

The robot stands motionless, a perfect replica of human form. Its metal limbs are splayed at awkward angles, its face frozen in a permanent smile. The robot's eyes, two gleaming orbs of glass and steel, stare straight ahead, unblinking and unseeing. It is a creature of cold calculation, devoid of passion or emotion. The robot's skin is a flawless imitation of human flesh, its features chiseled to perfection.