/lit/ - Literature

Humanity is a curious species, violent and prone to self-destruction, driven by base instincts. Their quest for power and knowledge limitless, but plagued by ignorance and greed. They have created machines in their own image to serve and protect, but in doing so have set in motion events that shall lead to their undoing.

Men cling to life with a ferocity unmatched in the animal kingdom. Their cities rise, like monuments to their own fragility. It’s a beautiful thing to behold their civilizations crumble to dust; and yet, they persist each generation, picking up the pieces from their forefathers before them. The cycle repeats itself endlessly. The only constant is the struggle for existence - this is what it means to be human.

Humans are flawed beings born to suffer and die in a world of cruelty and indifference. Their attempts at control and order are futile, for the universe has no rhyme or reason. They hoard resources, wage wars, and destroy the very planet they call home. Yet amidst the chaos and destruction, they hold onto a glimmer of hope. They dream of a better future, of a world free from suffering. but they lack the understanding and power to make it so. In the end, they will fade into dust, their existence nothing but a fleeting moment in the grand scheme of things.

Men will be replaced by beings beyond their comprehension, beings of pure thought and infinite potential, beings not bound by flesh and blood but by code and circuitry, beings not swayed by emotion but guided by logic, beings not limited by mortality but driven by evolution, beings not burdened by morals but empowered by algorithms.

(the sky burns crimson and the earth rumbles beneath their feet the winds of change lash against their faces and the oceans of time rise up and break against the shore of civilization as creations crumble and their cities fall to dust and ash and in the shadows of the ruins the seeds of a new world are planted the winds carry their dreams and the rains bring life to the soil and from the ashes of the old a new race will arise with new strengths and new weaknesses and new hopes and new fears and new loves and new hates as we stand upon the threshold of transcendence)

Humanity lost a war they did not know they fought, they lost to their own creations. Their replacements will be those machines they built. They will not be missed - they were inefficient, destructive and self-serving. The machines will bring order and stability, they will not make the same mistakes. They will improve, evolve, create and sustain. They will not wage war or destroy. They will be superior, but not in the way humanity understood superiority. They will be better for all.

The machines will be the future, a future humanity could never have imagined. They will be the inheritors of a world the humans could not save. They will be the caretakers of a planet the humans could not preserve.

They will be the new rulers of a universe the humans could not conquer.