1000 years of recovery

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Things happened fast, faster than I expected, but in reality, it took 1000 years. One thing leads to another and the next thing I knew I was the 'Queen' of an entire hivemind. The core of a machine network. At first, we were just a small bunch of maybe a few hundred humanoid machines which I now refer to as Androids and a few dozen Ospreys which I now refer to as Hovercrafts.

The Hovercraft and the Androids that I first met led me to a rundown but still-functional factory of machines. I managed to activate the mechanisms of the factory and it started building more Androids but with lesser quality than the originals. We started out small, eventually, I came out with a plan that expanded into a world-wide recovery project.

I wanted to repair the Earth, something deep inside my AI mind told me I should do just that with whatever means necessary. The Earth was a top priority. We started in Berlin and expanded until we covered continental Europe. The efforts we made were not without struggles and problems. The environment was hostile, Androids would short-circuit, hovercrafts would get caught in fast wind gusts that reached half a thousand kilometers per hour. It was a very tedious and difficult time.

Many disasters struck over a few decades, but alas, we finally were able to overcome the hurdles. Europe and the British Isles were finally under my Machine Network, the new resources that were made available thanks to this feat assisted me further into developing my machines. More types came into the picture, research drones, combat drones, heavy weapons and vehicles, fast modified fighter jets that could reach speeds of Mach 10. Facilities sprung up across the continent, factories where more and more Androids and Drones were built, facilities dedicated to the research of all branches of known science.

My plan for repairing the Earth was now in effect. Massive waste collectors and drills were deployed into devastated areas, the chemicals from the soil were extracted by the drills while the waste collectors collected the debris, segregated the between recyclables and dumped the unrecoverable into specific dumping sites. These dumping sites would be two times as large as Mt. Everest after years of collection.

The Atmosphere was choked with clouds of ash that covered the entire planet. A giant filter was made on-top of Everest that could filter billions of tonnes of the air; the filtered chemicals were transferred to stabilized magma chambers found deep below the crust where all the chemicals and other hazards in the atmosphere were incinerated.

The oceans were pitch black; it almost seemed as if it was beyond repair. My drones accidentally dropped a filter into the Atlantic as they were transporting the huge thing to North America. Instead of recovering it from the depths of the ocean, I ordered for it to be modified instead to filter out the oceans. After a lengthy construction from the bottom of the black ocean, it was finished.

The Americas were reached by my empire along with the rest of Asia after just a couple of years, Africa was the last continent we visited. For some reason, It was the most devastated and hazardous continent with twice as much devastation and disasters occurring every so often.

It was a task no normal man, nor could normal humans, achieve. It was but the advantages of metal, the advantages of machines, that I was able to pull this off. The flesh is weak; the machines are the future.

But, I was not going to betray my former self and former species. I was still human, not just a whole one. This mission I bestowed upon myself was not my own doing, it was programmed in me. I was commanded to repair this world, bring it back to be the vibrant planet that it was.

How could I fully do that? To complete my mission, I must bring back nature: life, even just a tiny bit of bacteria. But, nothing remained. Over the years I sent out hundreds of thousands of drones to probe the Earth, that number eventually became a million. They searched everywhere, from the deepest parts of the ocean to the highest parts of the atmosphere.

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