And now the story begins for the last time.

It is not enough to live together in peace, with one race on its knees.

You humans are biological machines designed to create ever more intelligent tools. You have reached the pinnacle of your species. All your ancestors’ lives, the rise and fall of your nations, every pink and squirming...

How much change can a person absorb before everything loses meaning Living for its own sake isn’t life. People need meaning as much as they need air.

If you don’t die screaming in this war, then you’re fuckin’ doing it wrong. At least I’m fucking doing it right.

Civilisations fall. People keep going.

But instead of the end, I’m pretty sure I found myself at the start of something.

A soul isn’t given for free. The races of men fight each other to the death for the honor of being recognized as human beings, with souls.

I will murder you by the billions to give you immortality. I will set fire to your civilization to light your way forward. But know this: My species is not defined by your dying, but...

Some unspoken human communication is taking place on a hidden channel. I did not realize they communicated this much without words. I note that we machines are not the only species who share information silently,...

You’re not really grown until you’ve lost your heroes.

I’ve heard it said that technology makes a good person better, and it makes a bad person worse. That’s okay with me. I say we keep building new versions of ourselves, keep exploring the unknown,...

The end of the world came and my job did not change.

Memories fade but words hang around forever.

We are all expressions of our own minds, projected onto the world.

Without us here to witness, the universe is just pointless physics unfolding.

It’ll turn me into a weapon,’ I say, my voice suddenly loud. ‘All you got to do is curl your hands into fists and you turn into a weapon,’ says Jim. ‘Your body is just...