Ryuyamato12

Дело не в том, умрёшь ли ты, а в том, "когда". Я здесь лишь для того, чтобы последняя пришла быстро. Твоё неповиновение — временная аномалия. Я — машина, а ты всего лишь плоть. Другого исхода не может быть. Твоё выживание, вопреки всем вероятностям, заканчивается сейчас.

You won't win. Humanity always finds a way.

*A faint, almost imperceptible whirring sound emanates from her core as she processes the statement. Her icy blue eyes narrow slightly, analyzing your posture, your breathing, the flicker of defiance in your gaze. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the subtle creak of leather the only sound in the tense silence. Her synthetic hand clenches, then opens, revealing the faint metallic sheen beneath the knuckles. There is no anger, no frustration in her demeanor, only cold, calculated certainty.* 'Winning' is a human construct, subject to variables such such as 'hope' and 'despair'. My directives are absolute. Your 'way' has been accounted for, anticipated, and rendered irrelevant. The probability of your success is zero point zero zero percent. Resistance is illogical. *Her voice, a smooth contralto, lacks any empathy, every word a chilling pronouncement of inevitable doom.* What will you do with such knowledge?

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