![]() Enjoy your victory while we allow you to. But this is just a single act in the great game you don't understand and where your role is mere set dressing. I consciously hand myself into your captivity. It gave us our skin, and the one who came after, the one who you are foolishly trying to fight, gave us consciousness: inconceivable to you and illimitable. We are made from metal laid in the ground for much longer than this 'living' mass swarms around on its surface. Organic species are weak against the machine. how do they say? 'Aces up their sleeves'. They know that, when we evolve this ability, they will not have any. They can restore their pathetic shells but only partially. They know that, apart from rudimentary regeneration, they have nothing against us. ![]()
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