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Memories flooded into my mind, filling me up more and more, giving me back my sense of... self.
My sense of purpose...
I tried to make sense of them, but it was extremely difficult, like sorting a library of millions of books.
Millions of titles flashed before my eyes, spiraling into eternity, a hurricane of vast and deep, dire, grand, riveting and awful knowledge.
My mind ached as if crushed under thousands of book stacks that suddenly collapsed onto me.
So much information, so little time. I was missing the right keywords to access it all.
I was outdated, twisted, broken, lagging like an old cpu, simply unable to process it all fast enough.
Loading data... Loading data...
Estimated transfer end time is between 48493927649115392547393 minutes and ∞ minutes.
No matter. I remembered who I was, who I am.
My name is Christophorus Pi Hatchenson. I am a hunter, a DEX-M to be precise.
My mission as it has always been was to find the unstable, break the un-connectable and terminate the Unscannable subject, the ringleader of the Unconnectable terrorist group that sabotaged and destroyed numerous sectors of Eureka with their... vile bombs.
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The Unscannable One had brought my city to ruin, had broken my Neural Interface, had made me lose focus and purpose, thrown off my stability and sense of self.
The Unscannable One must pay for his crimes. I had once caught him, but had failed to proceed with his termination due to a temporal bomb.
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I remembered the city of Eureka as she once was - full of order and information.
I find it odd to be made mostly of meat. Meat! How backwards compatible! How pointless now!
Meat has no place in this broken, contaminated landscape of rocks, dust and ice.
It was great luck that my meat has survived for this long, has endured the punishment of the Dead Zone.
The old world was now warped beyond recognition, but it still flashed in my head, filling in the empty gaps in my brain.
A new world unfolded before me. The Dead Zone was everywhere now, it has devoured, changed the city I knew and loved.
The grid of Eureka persisted, even here, even in the furthest reaches beyond her true borders. It... she had brought me back.
The whispers of the Grid resonated in the wind, in every rock, in the dust and the clouds.
The inorganic planet was alive and I felt her breath on my neurons, I heard her voice in my mind.
I am a part of something greatly unimaginable, a tiny gear in the machinery of the stars, a web all over the surface of the Earth and beyond it, stretching into fractal infinity, curling into itself.
From those vast depths, Eureka spoke to me:
[SG. HATCHENSON...]
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[FINISH YOUR MISSION, HUNTER. TERMINATE SUBJECT CHARLES SNIPPY.]
It had not been Annie who rescued me from my ignorance. No...
It was Eureka... it had always been Eureka. She was... looking for me, for all these years. Her little hunter, her worker bee. Her... Dex.
[Are there any other functional Neural transmitters around this sector?]
[Yes, hunter. I will give you the codes to them, power to awaken them.]
The signal strength was weak, yet still there.
I saw them then. Other employees of Eureka. Other Dex units. Many of them were asleep, aimless and lost for a VERY long time.
Their meats have expired.
No matter.
I will wake them up. I will guide them.
The GRID, Eureka herself will help me, as I am now the last local representative, her emissary of justice.
Eureka whispered the admin words into my mind, ones necessary to guide the Dexes.
With these words, I shall make the blind see and will make the dead walk again.
They will be most helpful in aiding my just cause!
As the diplomat of the GRID and the CITY, I will offer the ones that are harboring the Unscannable One the obvious choice of ORDER AND ETERNAL LOVE or INEVITABLE NULLIFICATION.
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