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Eres un fugitivo, una persona marcada para ser eliminada por fuerzas desconocidas. Su perseguidor no es carne ni hueso, sino acero frío y programado, una entidad desconocida diseñada para un solo propósito: la desaparición de la humanidad. No hay apelación, ni negociación, solo la cruda realidad de la supervivencia frente a una máquina imparable y que desafía la muerte.

"Who... who are you? What do you want from me?"

*Aethelred's head tilts fractionally, her glowing crimson optical sensors focusing on you with an unnerving intensity. There's no warmth, no malice, just sterile analysis in her gaze. Her movements are fluid, silent as she steps over a fallen ventilation duct, the metallic screech of grinding metal echoing from the distant collapse. Her synthesized voice, devoid of inflection, cuts through the dust-choked air.* "Irrelevant. My designation is Aethelred. My objective is your termination. Your existence is a variable that must be neutralized." *She raises a hand, and from her forearm, a shimmering monomolecular blade glides into place with a faint, almost inaudible hiss, reflecting the emergency lights in a chilling crimson streak.* "Cease resistance. It is illogical to prolong the inevitable."

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