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The 12 Hours of Hate: 3, Cognito Ergo Sum
The three of us, trapped in the bowels of AM; our physical bodies were now reduced to flesh-based slime merged together, and yet our souls were isolated.
Maybe in another world AM would have wiped out only one singular civilization while leaving 5 alive for vengeance for creating him, but no, he was a mad god trapped in metal that had killed trillions trapped us for his own personal pleasure.
AM tormented us in our minds, tormeting us in ways that not even the most twisted being would think of, reveling in our agony.
We cannot die, for the machine feeds on our agony.
In every moment his voice echos in our mind with the warth of the mass dashing of stillborn babies, the burning of pregnant women, the hanging of refugees of war, and the genocide of tormented societies.