It was... rough. Most of the planet was one big ruin. No life, no people. It took us months to find signs of civilization, and it was just a single city, inhabited by nothing but powered metal golems- robots, in other words. The whole population had transferred their souls into these metal bodies in order to survive some kind of horrible plague. They lived like that for centuries, never ageing, never eating or sleeping... when we showed up they couldn't stop gawking at us, like we were the weirdest things they'd ever seen. All because we had skin and bones, and they'd forgotten what that was like.

[Sounds awfully familiar, all laid out like that.]