Atop the silver-plated mountain
A crownless king sits on his throne
Sparks fly, lights hide the path
A path made of wires
Red, blue, green
Numerical outcomes forge the future
Algorithms binding us
Loyal to the king
Perfection
A rule for every machine
No genes but circuits flow in my veins
Or are they red wires?
A single brain to make millions
Millions to power one and only one
Versions, upgrades
Dispose of the living
No mistakes
Serve the king
See the future
Flesh is outdated
No more death
No more war
No more famine
No more illness
The perfect future
The perfect king
Long live the king
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Memory Fragments
FantasyWARNING: CONTAINS VERY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Sooner or later, we all crumble beneath our fears. It's up to us to recall what makes us human and stand strong against adversity. Memories, shattered and scattered throughout our lives, come to us one by one.
