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The megacomputer is the new ruler—the new god. Machine augments man on a global scale. Organic life is fading away, forcibly. Some welcome this change, but not you. Born well before this technological revolution, you’d rather keep your humanity. It was tough reaching the mainframe tower, but you’ve shot your way to the top. No one remains to stop you. You stand in a formerly sterile chamber, white walls now bloodstained, poised to pull the plug. Yet you hesitate, thinking. You don’t speak for the masses. Earth could plunge into another dark age. Society can always rebuild, but…
“Screw it.”

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