Human
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- Chapitres 6
En cours d'écriture14m
Dernière publication mer., déc. 12, 2018
Artificial intelligence is taking over, people are taking refuge and planning battles to fight back.
But before the war we walk into the minds of a couple of AI's.
And see their daily life, and their mission before the attack.
But what if they start feeling emotions?
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