GoKawiilI believed I conquered entropy. I was Death.
You were the answer to all my prayers. A nanite cloud capable of pulling resources from the surrounding area to convert into raw chemical components. Using electrolysis, nuclear fission and adaptive synthesis reactions, you would then remake these materials into what was needed to sustain us, all but ensuring eternal youth through the miracle of medical science.
You gave me a new aortic valve to keep my heart beating, built a new liver from the flesh of my old one, and even used the plants around my office to fill out my hair. I was an Adonis, with rippling muscles and impeccable features sculpted by Renaissance masters. The wealthy and powerful implored me to share and, for a time, I did. We basked in immortality together; death was meant for the forgettable, for the poor.
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I have spread destruction. I am War.
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I was elected under the pretence that I was a genius; the man who brought forth the miracle of everlasting life. My followers worshipped me as a god, and shed blood from their fellows in my name. Those I found distasteful were sent away, killed either on the journey or at the destination. Nothing went to waste, though; the bodies of the dead were still raw materials after all, and they were the easiest for you to break down into what we needed.
In public, those who wished to be close to us donated themselves as well as their deceased loved ones for the honour of being incorporated into our forms. In private, detention centres were little more than factory farms where undesirable corpses were processed and traded among the world’s new Olympian class. As we flourished, the numbers of humankind began to dwindle but it was of little concern to my peers.
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I brought the world to heel. I am Conquest.
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