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He approached. The Builder’s optical cluster flickered. A single eye lit up—warm yellow.
The man raised the Emitter.
A door. Unmarked. Nonstandard. It irised open at his approach—not because he had clearance, but because the wall recognized his weapon’s energy signature. The Megastructure feared the Emitter. That was the only respect it understood.
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Not the floor. The floor’s surface . A carpet of pale, twitching bodies. Humans. Dozens. Naked. Emaciated. Their arms fused to the metal lattice, their eyes sewn shut by thin silver filaments that ran from their tear ducts into the grille. Each chest rose and fell in perfect unison.
Killy’s journey is a near-vertical, decade-spanning odyssey through endless layers of the City. Along the way, he encounters: End of generated story
In this dystopian future, humanity is nearly extinct. The city is guarded by the , a ruthless security system programmed to eliminate all "unregistered" humans (which, due to a system error, is essentially everyone). The Megastructure is also inhabited by Silicon Creatures, cyborgs who hunt humans for sport or food.