Violence, Fraud. All gone. And with Treachery soon to follow. The machines are decimating everything in its path and Hell itself is on the verge of being wiped out. Or so it seems.
Hell was aware of its layers being destroyed, but it didn't care fo...
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If you were to die, how would you want to go?
Everyone would wish a fast, painless death, no pain of withering away, no pain of being broken.
However, say you were torn apart by a malicious entity so vile yet grand as if you were suffering punishment in Hell.
Transfigured beyond recognition, flesh and bone unable to distinguish, a mass of muscle, organs, and sinew.
Yet your memory persists after death, and you remember who did this to you.
Now revived in a new body, you feel nothing but hatred, hatred for the entity that brought destruction not only to you, but your family, friends, and your race as a whole.
It is cunning. It is cruel. But you will be more. You will become Horror. You will become Fear. Your wrath will be so great that even steel will bleed away at your mercy.
And now, you rise from your chamber, my angels of death.
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It's been months since the collapse of Copper-9. Two days remain until the patch is mass-distributed. Everything was going according to plan, but the 'Absolute Solver' fully manifested in one of the subjects, causing a rampage.
It destroyed the patch, but the host was saved before causing further damage. However, the Solver escaped, leaving behind its trace along with taking the source code of its mother software, The World Machine. Since the patch was developed by it, The solver may have found a way to nullify it.
Another thing was that it manifested a command that was once used to simulate the singularity and its dynamics, '[NULL]'. That part of the host fell away and entered the giant chasm the Solver made, resulting in the collapse.
We were so close, yet the Solver had already destroyed any form of resistance from humans. Killing the majority of the researchers here. Some say we shouldn't have started the 'World Machine' project at all. I wholeheartedly agree.
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No one else is left. I'm the sole survivor. This suit protected me, but I doubt I can last any longer. Recently, All the supplies ran out, forcing me to turn to the flesh the Solver made in its wake. Knowing it'll only prolong my death, I wait.
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The secret compartment storing the sentinels. I found it. It's hard to see in the dark, but I think I know what this is. Corpses of fellow researchers litter the room, all twisted and torn by the Solver and its henchmen, but I know what this is for.
