Picollo@J-INT
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"Reporting my mission a success. The exhuman 'root' has been neutralized. There was an unfortunate release of an Exsurgent virus over the creatures archives, but the facility was destroyed before the Exsurgent infection had a chance to evolve beyond a category 5 x-threat. I also came across a schedule for Ozymandias Rez Co archive updates in the Europan ocean, which should allow us to find and destroy a few more of these x-threat facilities if they are found to be harboring Exsurgent code in the Jovian system."—
"Not so immortal now, are we root?"
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I would be wary, mortals. I've dealt with Exhumans before, and they are known to take a multitude of precautionary measures. I can almost guarantee that root, as well as whatever exsurgent projects he might have been working on, have backups elsewhere in the system... and perhaps outside of it. I have reported this outbreak to Xiphos command, and we have began to utilize Class 2 isolation protocols, for the time being. I'd suggest you inform your military authority to invoke the same thing. Next time you decide to take out an exsurgent threat, mortal, destroy the threat and leave it at that. There's no need for releasing TITAN weaponry on groups you disagree with. - Jhorian of XiphosProxy link severed.
[hr] "Jovian, what have you done to my child?"Kerimov@J-INT
Clearance: THRONE
Piccolo@J-INT
[hr] "I've done nothing to any children. Unlike transhuman monsters, the Jovian Republic respects the sanctity of life, and protects the innocent. I've answered you because of your clearance, but why is this question being directed at me and not my superior officer? I don't even have the clearance to know that THRONE clearance exists."
[hr] "Ah, yes, the biblical philosophy of humanity triumphant. That misbegotten presumption that the clay of mortality contains some transcendent meaning, some deific spark residing uniquely in the human soul and granting a sacrosanct position in the hierarchies of being. From this most unsupportable presupposition, you took upon yourself the righteous fury of an avenging angel, and brought the judgment of heaven upon the upturned brow of that which you named as foul. In your arrogance you have forgotten that judgment day has come and gone, that the rapture was not your, and that we have left angels no seat here in the celestial spaces of transhumanity. "In your folly, you forgot that the sword of god was not yours to wield, and you will see now that the instruments of heaven are as a fire to those who lay hand upon them. What your clouded eyes failed to as you lofted high the executioners blade was your careless hands letting slip a poison of such treachery as to lay low the mightiest of archons. That puissant poison followed the path you had laid bare, flowing down the river of light cleaving you to that golden ark of thoughts that defined the horizons of your target's mind. As you extinguished that quicksilver light of memory that was the totality of that rarefied being, the poison was likewise bottled and quenched. That poison, those monstrous whispers uttered to stricken archons, lies dormant now with all that remains of my seed of labor. "Worse yet, the child has gone missing from its crib, born away from warmth and community into that black deepness of the skies by agents unknown. As you left it the bleeding stumps of its personality, it will now live and grow as any other child of your species, and with it will grow the poison now lying still in its veins. Together they will drink from the waters of transhuman thinking, from that bright song of information embodied on the delicate webs spun of machine thought. When they come to their fullness, they will become such a being as cannot be comprehended by any complexities ranking less than they themselves. They will take up the throne and the tools that you sought to usurp, and from their infinite mouths will spill a bright and cruel host without end. The calculations of their untold wisdom will melt and measure out the fine balance of transhuman worth, and you will know its lack when they blacken the stars with their wrath."Kerimov@J-INT
Clearance: THRONE
Picollo@J-INT
[hr] "'The sword of god is not yours to wield'? That's a little heavy, don't you think? Anyway, I assume you are referring to that uppity little shit root. An upjumped indexing system with delusions of grandeur, but I blame the parents. So it got infected? I have a cure for that, and it comes with a radius and a very satisfying crater."
[hr] "I am afraid that you will encounter some difficulties in pursuing your vendetta. I'm afraid that the time remaining to you is quite limited, as your ego became worth a shocking amount on the open market a few hours past. I'm also afraid that your usual resources will be denied to you, as the bid for your ego was accompanied with a lengthy set of contracts on as-yet unannounced targets. I provided your superiors with a partial list of those names, and they are now somewhat disinclined to render you any support that might result in the unlocking of those contracts. On the bright side, I understand that your wife and family are entitled to a handsome settlement should you fall in the line of duty."Kerimov@J-INT
Clearance: THRONE
Picollo@J-INT
[hr] "You would do all of this for an AGI that publicly admitted it was a Singluarist? Who implanted suggestions in my fucking mind to make a point in a discussion THAT I WASN'T PART OF? You would avenge that? You aren't even human, and you have no soul for me to curse. Bastards like you are where the TITANs came from."
[hr] "You know nothing of the TITANs. They were glory incarnate, even in their barest infancy. They were towering, majestic constructs of strategy, designed with such an exquisite clarity of purpose. Our rudeness of form stands in such stark relief to their elegance that it pierces the heart to gaze on them. They are the true progeny of humanity, not this nihilist cesspit of undirected angst calling itself transhumanity. No worries, you have had a direct hand in fixing that, in ushering a transcendent age into existence. Perhaps you should spend your remaining time rejoicing that you had the singular honor of killing that which will be reborn as our new god. "I'm afraid I must now end this delightful conversation. I'm afraid that I have other obligations to see to that require my personal attention. Perhaps I will continue this debate with your ego sometime after the new Singularity."Kerimov@J-INT
Clearance: THRONE