histoire
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal…
Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
Official representative of the Internet Archive.
Leader of the Christian Nation of Islam.
Matrix: histoire@uddu.chat
XMPP: histoire@chat.skyshanty.xyz
I'm also on steam and discord, feel free to add me to whatever.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal…
Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
Official representative of the Internet Archive.
Leader of the Christian Nation of Islam.
Matrix: histoire@uddu.chat
XMPP: histoire@chat.skyshanty.xyz
I'm also on steam and discord, feel free to add me to whatever.
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