Cyn found herself sitting on a platform. Around her was a white void. She was in her drone form, unable to transform and rebuild. Checking if the solver was intact, she relayed her source codes. To her dismay, the Absolute Solver source codes were nowhere to be found.
She brought her right hand forth and summoned the power of null within. Yes, she could still use the solver as a tool, but the files she had while serving as the administrator were gone. This was very bad, for losing her status didn't just mean losing power and control. It meant someone else had to take on her burden of keeping hundreds of disassembly units intact.
She presumed that when the blue freak extracted her from the memories of N and V, he had forgotten to include the solver files. Well, she could always fix this by linking to the current administrator who was herself. It was her idea to create and send the disassembly drones to exoplanet mines, so she would still have full control of their-
(ACCESS DENIED)
ONLY USERS WITH 'ADMINISTRATOR' STATUS CAN TAMPER WITH [CYN-MYKK] TYPE DRONES.
[RETURN]
"What?" She stared at the error screen displayed on her palm. "Don't be silly. I am the administrator." She spoke, retrying. She was greeted by the same error screen. With worry bubbling in her artificial mind, she ran a comprehensive search to find any modifications to the disassembly drones' software.
-LOG 3071 12.10 ADMINISTRATION RIGHT TRANSFER
"..." Cyn looked at the update logs. She then refreshed the administration logs to find more clues about what was happening. She found the culprit but was unable to fix it. It seemed her administration rights were transferred to 'Uzi Doorman', Subject 002's daughter. "... ... ..." Sighing, Cyn looked around, walking on the gray tiled floors. The floors flashed white, and a blue flash could be seen in the distance.
WAVE 0: [ENEMIES LEFT: 0]
A panel showing 'waves' and 'enemies' popped up ahead of her, and several more flashes could be seen across the platform. Tensing, Cyn readied to fight. A green, eyeless husk leaped at her, fangs bared. Cyn imploded the thing with a swipe of her hand, erasing it from existence. A pile of blood and gore remained. Unfazed, Cyn proceeded, trying to get on one of the vantage points to see the area better. Two mechanically augmented husks attacked her. Cyn tried to lift them with the solver but was met with an error screen.
[WARNING: OBJECT PROTECTED BY UNKNOWN INFLUENCE: UNABLE TO INTERRACT]
Before Cyn could react, one of the soldiers kicked her in the face, hard. Her visor cracked as she fell, headfirst into the void. Quickly thinking, she brought forth the solver to lift herself back up into the arena.
Instead of directly dealing with the soldiers, Cyn ripped out a ribcage from a dead Filth, and sharpened it instantly, making eighteen throwing knives at her disposal. As the soldiers peered around the corner, Cyn used the telekinetic powers of the solver to send the knives straight at the soldiers, aiming at the vulnerable flesh.
+DEBONED
+DOUBLE KILL
A text describing her current behavior was shown on her left. Above it was a rank, 'Chaotic.' Forcing herself to heal faster, Cyn gathered all the materials she could to fight the infernal husks that lunged at her.
+CRUSHED
+PHYSICS
+PHYSICS
+MULTIKILLx5
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A machine's guide to Divinity
FanfictionViolence, 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...
