نخستین 200 خط.
The great, terrible war of the 21st century.
This decade long Apocalypse became an unveiling.
The First World became the Third.
The Third World became dust.
Humanity's extinction was saved by their own artificially
intelligent children.
Man and machine worked as one to build a new world.
I remember these times, a technological explosion
unlike anything before.
The great AI factories spawned the creation
oi Wormhole space travel, time dilation,
off-world terraforming, and then, jealousy and fear.
Human prejudice rose and AI was outlawed.
Like a trillion drops of water, many Als
merged to form an ocean.
The ocean became life, and this life became a scourge
against mankind.
The great union is our only hope.
Humanity is fragile.
It must saved from itself.
Lam the way, the truth, and the lite.
No one comes to immortality except through me.
What's going on, Sienna?
What you got?
Good.
Well, I've got six torsion guns, power packs, and sniper kits.
Oh, gosh.
Plasma blaster E activated.
Robot Smasher Mode
Protocol 15A.
Retina scan uploading.
Identify yourself.
We identify you. Brain conditioners are present.
But are unable to access your memory stems. Probing deeper.
Oh, my god.
I'm so sorry.
Unable to bypass subject's brain conditioners. Lower your weapon.
Plasma battery low.
Recharge.
Plasma battery low.
Recharge.
Stan the engine.
Welcome on board.
Please adjust seating position to your liking.
Let's start with introductions.
My name is Simon.
Stan the engine.
Let's get started with the vehicle run down.
This is a pre-war vehicle originally decided
to run on gasoline, now modified to meet union alliance standard
669.
Warning.
Some Of the chemicals contained within the vehicle
may contribute to cancer if...
Stan the engine.
I sense tension in your voice.
Again, my name is Simon.
I can offer you this handy tip.
Before we leave, you must remove the solar utility
hose attached to the engine.
Fucking Al.
I would appreciate it if you refrained from bad language.
There may be a child in the passenger's seat.
attempt to disable vehicle.
For God's sake, I send you out on recon.
I ask you for weapons.
You bring me back a knife and a dog.
He's not rabid.
What a freaking mess.
Ow.
Look, we were attacked.
It was one of those old halfwit BT14s.
Someone attached one of your prototype brain extractors
to its own.
You need to stay out of the war zone.
Answer TEA, 'men a hematoma, game over.
I'm fine, Doctor.
Thank you.
No, you're not.
You need to tell her.
Tell me what what?
Tell her.
What's going on Ralston?
Robots are changing protocols.
Centari army was intercepted on its way
to Rhyliotte a few months back.
The grunt you call a boyfriend, he's
been in captivity this whole time.
I thought he was just blowing me off.
Sienna, the AI scourge has been planning our genocide.
We have maybe less than a month.
Go get cleaned up.
Blister's in his garage.
OK.
Celebrating the great victory over the AI scourge,
25-year memorial, proceeds benefit something,
Dunkirk Highlands Heritage Trust Memorial Fund.
This is a genuine founder artifact.
And it's kind of a piece, though.
Hey, anything pre-Federation is legit, right?
They were honest people.
If you're going north, I'll go with you.
No, no.
I'm going solo.
Great.
We can go solo together.
No.
You sure?
Yes.
Please?
Nope.
Do you remember me?
We have to play.
Remember.
Do you remember me?
Do you remember?
Remember.
Surveillance off.
Target acquired.
Hello?
Xarsis?
Sienna.
Get up here.
You're being followed.
You need a bot scanner.
They've been tailing you for sure.
What do they want with me?
Depends on what you got.
I got this.
It's pre-war.
Says something on an about an old AI war.
Yup.
Heard about it.
One down.
You wanna tell me about it?
Ancient history.
Federation humans one a war against machines a while back.
I doubt anyone remembers.
Got ya.
And?
There's a planet near the galactic core.
It's called Abyss.
Yes.
You see, anything near the core starts to mess
with the AI brains.
It's that Hawking radiation crap.
Anything with a positron processor
starts to scramble, especially on Abyss.
Oh, there's the third one right there.
You take it.
I got this.
Back then from what I've heard , they knocked on the central
brain unit with Hawking radiation bombs.
Nice one.
Thank you.
You know, a clever girl would steal one of Ralston's shuttles
to see if there's any bombs left on Abyss.
Hm?
And there was a great war.
Yeah, we've heard the stories.
A weapon that can fry AI on a planetary scale.
Focus on the now, Sienna.
And there's a world called Abyss in the galactic core.
I can get there in your shuttle.
Sienna.
Blister said the robots have begun
downloading human intellects into their central brain.
Yeah, and they just leave the bodies to rot.
Look, there's a bomb out there.
It can instantly fry an AI positronic network.
It's like a big off switch.
We can't go running all over the galaxy looking
for some mythical fix-all.
OK.
I get it.
I get it.
What do you get?
This is your Annika thing.
Annika is... was very rash.
And they all have to leave the nest.
And they don't always fly.
You're staying here.
This is a lightning gun.
It's very old.
It's very dangerous.
We stay here, and we fight.
Bows and arrows against the lightning, Doctor?
It's not what you got.
It's how you use it.
That's what she said, Doctor.
We track the knife to an old war memorial on the coast,
but I don't think anybody's going...
Why didn't you go with her?
Downloading now.
She's happier alone.
Well, she shouldn't be alone, not
after what she's been through.
She doesn't really give me a choice.
Blister, I trust you.
Just keep your eye on her.
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