Code name: N.A.

“I am Thou
Thou art me
Your wish, my purpose
What do you seek of me?”

“Go forth, bite off their heads! Store their skulls in your endlessness and devour their bodies! Leave bone nor blood behind!” Commander a voice out of my grey filtered world.

“Mission complete. Casualties: 1. Within accepted parameter. Returning to base.” The voice continued, oddly monotonous.

Those were the last words I heard before The Darkness claimed me, its black depth were disrupted by the panthers that dove towards me, strange creatures made from smoke and ash who sunk their teeth into my severed body and soul.
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What happens to world that decides to cross the line between robot and human? What happens when they have already crossed the forbidden line of merging man with other animals? What happens to a world so divided that no outer enemy is needed to destroy them when they are at the brink of destruction themselfs?

And what happens if that outer enemy comes anyways? Will a divided world stich themselves together for the sake of survival? Or will it be plunged into chaos as so many worlds before them, for the enemy they face is the enemy that was the heart of the conflict.