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Extract from Ark Terminal Logs
Year 2148 CE
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She could feel her heart beating with every painful second, syncing together with the binary codes that flashed across the screen. A dance of digital life in its most elementary form—like the atoms that constituted the physical realm.
0 1 0 0 0 0 1 0
0 1 0 0 0 1 0 1
0 1 0 1 0 1 0 0
0 1 0 1 0 0 1 0
0 1 0 0 0 0 0 1
0 1 0 1 1 0 0 1
0 1 0 0 0 0 0 1
0 1 0 0 1 1 0 0
Her veins were made of fire, a heady mix of exhilaration and trepidation combining to form a deadly poison through her blood stream. If she bled, ichor would flow freely from the wound and mortal men would weep for shame of her ethereal beauty.
C A L I B R A T I N G S Y S T E M
The final frontier of her carefully laid out design; intricate in its execution and exquisitely detailed to perfection. Athena herself would envy the strategy maps that unfolded before her eyes and crown her with the constellations of battlefields won.
I N I T I A L I Z I N G
The apotheosis of her brilliance; years of elegant lies and journeys into the hidden corners of space. Nobody else knew the secrets that she knew, her mind was a vault to the paradoxes of the universe.
1 0 0 % C O M P L E T E
██████████
Success was an intimate friend, a comrade that upheld its vows and duties; a gentle guiding force that illuminated the world that she held from her fingertips.
W A R N I N G
T O T A L S Y S T E M F A I L U R E
He was the error that she had failed to foresee; the mistake that burned the cathedral of her divine victories.
❝ WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? ❞
It was a mistake, you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.
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