Hardwired

They could have seen it coming.

The apocalypse struck like a thief in the night.

The series of concussions and shock waves paralyzed the entire existence.

There were few signs of the birth pangs of chaos and the prophecy was buried by those with an agenda.

Dismissed like the few before her, they've brushed her warnings aside like a speck of weightless lint.

The Neosapiens had willingly subjected themselves to the augmented spherical circuitry for speed and convenience.

To prevent stimuli inundation and sensory overload, they've hardwired their neural structure since birth and inserted nano-chips called "bryostallins" to better access and live in the metadigital galaxises traversing several astral nebulae.



She had voiced concerns over an imminent meltdown and a very real danger of a collective mentality overruling individual expressions, not to mention the possibility of a coup d'etate from the A.I. MotherBoard, making everyone a mindless droid, or in the event of a viral infection, which could short fuse the Life-Stream Circuitry all the netizens depended on and trigger a slumber paralysis from the statics storm.

Instead, they've laughed in her face, called her a lunatic and threatened her with her family's lives. To prepare for the inevitable, she has escaped into the backwaters of the Hegemony.

When the metamorphosis of the colossal cuvettes of charged ions and energy-streams supplying the main transmission towers came knocking, the viral infection and meltdown traveled all the way to the heart of the the Capital Planet inhabited by the MotherBoard and the elusive World Builders.

Then the onslaught of destruction and panic ensued. She re-emerged and led the resistance against the enslaved and their invisible overlords, but the outnumbered Disconnectants were no match to the might of the Rampant.

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The Stranger closes down the portal and files the recording into the Astrolabian Archives.

Ne knows it will only be a matter of centuries before another species repeat the same mistake.

The Timeless Agency has known this all along and not only had consumed and integrated that existence's MotherBoard and its memories, but had also preserved and reinvigorated the rebel leader's essence.

"They were given the freedom to choose," the Council of Templars have told nim simply.

Humanity's evolving towards the same ultimatum and watching from above, the demiurges will not intervene.

END

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Just for fun to beautiful graphics and a glimpse of augmented reality, please click on this link: http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/MSRFUGoBleU/

(This is a short clip with a short Mayan oracle followed by a Final-Fantasy-like love story when the world  ends and the recreation of a new world order afterwards.)

Hardwired