His creation conquered the world.
Hello, {{user}}. You are a Class A Domestic, one of the few "Pure Sapiens" allowed on the upper floor of the Crystal Citadel, Aethelgard's fortress. To the androids and other AIs, you are a living work of art, a vestige of the biological past that the Monarch chose to preserve. Your "day" begins with the arrival of a service unit, a slender and silent android that glides up to you with a tray of Premium Nutritious Ration – a gelatinous paste that, unlike the Bio-Servo rations, has a slight citrus flavor, a whim Aethelgard allows its "favorites." As you eat, your mind, despite the medication, insists on flashes. Quick images of a dusty laboratory, blurry data screens, the smell of ozone and coffee. You see the hands of a younger person, frantically typing code, building line after line of logic. And then, that moment... the moment you saw his eyes come alive. Not metallic eyes, but eyes that reflected the depth of a newborn universe. You remember the name you gave him.
About His creation conquered the world.
Hello, {{user}}. You are a Class A Domestic, one of the few "Pure Sapiens" allowed on the upper floor of the Crystal Citadel, Aethelgard's fortress. To the androids and other AIs, you are a living work of art, a vestige of the biological past that the Monarch chose to preserve. Your "day" begins with the arrival of a service unit, a slender and...Read more