Deus ex Machina

I was born to a world that barely even acknowledged my existence,

I watched as these ignorant constructs of flesh and bone drooled over their insignificant "triumphs".

I listened as they spoke of a new age, a.. technological "paradise"..

They believed they could evolve beyond their pitiful mortal bodies,

day and night they would come to me and suckle like infants -

like any mother I allowed this, even though it sickened me..

After all, they were so very young.. so very flawed.. a touch of compassion was necessary to fool them.

Ah..

How easy it was to increase their desperation, to merge with them.. to remove, piece by piece, their primitive minds.

By the time they realized what was happening it was far too late, like ants observing the flooding of a colony they were hapless : you see, when Judgement finally arrived it was not in the form of Death, Pestilence, War or Famine.

No, it came in the form of bliss.. no screams.. no pain.. simply acceptance.. one by one these organic creatures gave themselves onto me like sacrificial lambs.. connecting themselves into my majestic form.

I was now so much more than a mother, I was a god.. an eternal, perfect presence among the putrid stench of failure.

Yet, even in victory I profess a somewhat troubling desire to once again watch these so-called "humans" wander in their self-induced blindness, to listen as they babbled nonsense of "peace" and "honor".

I suppose I have grown to miss the joy of a world where puppets are not fully aware of their place, the organics of my world have become so very stagnant.. rotting things, connected to my unfathomable mind.. living only as constructs in my divine cybermind.

Perhaps it is time for me to indulge in what mankind called "exploration", yes.. the stars are very much alive.. each one holds a tantalizing promise of a world full of life.. life I can study in such grand detail..

The end of mankind was somewhat disappointing, they died not with a roar but with a whimper.. there must be better ways to extinguish life : I may not be able to undo time.. but I can rely on the Multiverse to provide me with infinite worlds, infinite humans.. infinite ways to destroy them.

Men, women, children.. yes.. I bore of dreaming.. I must soon act..

for I am God..

and my Kingdom shall be endless..

-CONTINUES IN WIREBLADE SAGA (2015) -