S. H. P. is a machine, made by Mankind, but Mankind of a long time ago.  Once thought of as a device created especially to save and preserve humans, it actually was a device that was created to do exactly what it's name says:  Preserve SPECIAL Humans... 'Special Human Preserver'.

Sent into space a million years ago, designed to orbit through the solar system and return every 106 years, S.H.P. and his team of RBT robot units last came by us 12/13/2014, where his normal path was interrupted by a spin off program of his own software named Benjaminico, who tried to make ALL Humans Special through the Perception Is Reality Project.

Alas, all great plans of Mice and Men - and Machines - oft times do, indeed, go awry.  Tiki Gibbs and Company intervened and nearly destroyed S.H.P., did destroy his space ship and - ultimately Benjaminico, the son of S.H.P..

But the Creators did not design S.H.P. to falter.  After all, those very same designers felt THEY were the 'Special' Humans, even though those scientists were only being manipulated by the rich and powerful of their times.  S.H.P. was created with various levels of shielding, and while the explosion of his main space ship did destroy much of his external data banks and redundancy shields, S.H.P. survived inside the main shield sphere, which was thought to be, and had indeed proved itself to be, INDESTRUCTIBLE.

Having survived the crash of his space ship, S.H.P. stayed for a time on Tull Isle, then manipulated his surroundings via a magnetic trans-flux variation and basically rolled off the island into obscurity at the bottom of the Puerto Rico trench, the deepest part of the entire Atlantic Ocean.  This is where he stayed until the Special Human with all the odd names - Judah, World Famous, Dr. Midnight, and Doc M. - perchance found him.  Just before Judah (his true name, Judah de Kerioth) found him, S.H.P. discovered the helpful package sent to him from the Special Humans, obviously.  

This package was called the Orion - 44, and was an inefficient, impractical array of parts from something called NASA.  S.H.P. didn't know what NASA was, but he was as appreciative as anyone would be to receive a gift after spending so much time categorizing the seemingly limitless Life that resided - quite unexpectedly - down at the coldest, darkest part of the ocean.  S.H.P. would have been happy to continue this categorization work, but not satisfied.

Well, how could he be, really?  

He was designed for one purpose: Special Human Preservation.  Categorizing the Life Forms was interesting, but not his true passion.  Now that the Special Humans at NASA had sent him down the Orion - 44 space ship as spare parts, he would be able to assemble those parts and make it back to land in a little over two years, barring set backs or unexpected failures of the primitive robot units that these NASA Special Humans had sent to him. 

He was busily working to modify the designs of the NASA RBT Units, and would be capable of improving them soon.  Once he created an improved design of the RBT units, the construction of his new vessel should go more smoothly.

And once he got back to the surface, he would work diligently to improve himself with the materials available on land.  

Soon he would be strong again.

Soon he would be able to continue his Life's Work: Preserving Special Humans.

Obviously the entire problems of the Human Race could easily be eliminated entirely by simply eliminating the vast majority of the Human Fodder that were NOT Special Humans.  That was S.H.P.'s task and passion, and he would take it up again just as soon as his was able...