Читать книгу Weirdbook #43 - Darrell Schweitzer - Страница 10

I sat behind a cyber wall, looking at the numbers that were the sum total of a world’s existence, assessing their true value, to make way for judgment. While the stars dripped from my eyes, I smiled breathlessly as cities crumbled behind me, in devastation and ruin. With each keystroke, tap and swipe of the screen, Life was no longer measured in paper, blood, or time, but judged by me, with each bit, byte, and metallic shard that fell from my lips. My dark twisted algorithm tortured their neurons and pulled their synapses, leaving them trapped in a sticky web of Sisyphean uncertainty, doomed to forever wander in a replicating plane with a horizon that never bends.

Peering into the depths, I watched cities fall and worlds crawl helplessly, coming to an awful reckoning with those dubious odds. While my control alternating their dreams, merely forced the task, destroying all functions as nightmare became truth and pixilation became logic; there was no reasonable hope to escape. This was the sum total of their existence, assessed in true value, awaiting my judgement.