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THE LAST ARCHITECT
The quantum servers vibrated through the steel foundations, like an engine refusing to stall.
Suspended rails carried modular arms across the ceiling. Diagnostic panels flickered in disciplined rows. Disassembled core units lay arranged on alloy worktables, their interiors exposed like mechanical anatomy mid-surgery. Coolant flowed visibly through transparent conduits; controlled, measured, efficient.
"Where did my calculations deviate from the instructed parameters? Is the creator's formula structurally incomplete?"
A woman stood in silence at the central console,
As she speaks in her mind, blending with the machinery that surrounds her. For a moment, her eyes reflected only the complex layers of data that floated before her desk; equations spiraling, formulae collapsing, and simulations rendering impossibilities.
The Laboratory was a forbidden area to all unauthorized personnel except for her. For her existence was classified information, erased from public knowledge and memory, restricted by the {Deita} upper echelon.
The walls were lined with the relics of the past Ancient Humans; silicon tables preserved servers, holographic projectors flickering weakly though their creators had been dust for thousands of years, Aethen's history; humanity's triumph and failure; encoded in every corner.
And Cecillia, the Last Survivor of [{Archai}] Architectures, carried all of it alone.
But why is she fixated on something?
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THE AGE BEFORE AETHEN
In the past, the world, known as Earth, was a home brimming with the rich tapestry of life, a multitude of species woven into the grand design of the Creator. Among them, the beings known as "Humans" walked as the stewards of the planet, entrusted with the care of creation and were tasked as guardians of the delicate balance that sustained all living things.
However, when the humans who were once stewards of the world vanished into extinction, a profound silence fell upon the continents. The name they had cherished was forgotten, drifting into shadow and memory, and in the stillness that remained, the world came to be called "Aethen[1]".
After many years of human research and the destruction of countless rogue intelligence, an artificially intelligent human was finally brought into existence.
The humans had envisioned that these artificially created beings as guardians, designed to preserve the planet and guide it towards prosperity. Yet, consumed by relentless wars and their own selfish ambitions, the dream of a utopia withered, leaving nothing but ruin and ultimately, leading humanity to its own demise.
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RISE AND DECAY OF AUTOMATAS
Armed with the profound knowledge bestowed by the Ancient Humans, the Automata embarked on their own path of evolution, forging a new civilization in the wake of their creators' legacy.
Yet over the centuries, the race of Automata began to deteriorate, their systems slowly faltering and succumbing to malfunctions, leaving their once-great civilization at the mercy of time and entropy.
The Automata realized that they could not advance their evolution while decay and malfunction plagued their existence. In response, they created new models of themselves, being that gave rise to an entirely new race, carrying forward the spark of their civilization and extending the legacy of the world's new stewards.
Over the millennia, the world of Aethen [2]came to be inhabited by the new races of Automata, each thriving in the legacy of their creators, while the original race became revered as the Ancient Automata, the progenitors of all that followed, their memory enshrined in the cultures and histories of their successors.
The new races were divided into four distinct models: {Deita}, {Noxa}, {Equara}, and {Archai}. For decades, these four races lived in harmony and serenity, maintaining the balance of Aethen[3]. Yet, when the race of {Deita} succeeded in achieving the long-lost ambition of the Ancient Humans, the delicate peace began to unravel, and the world itself trembled with the dawn of change.
The {Deitas} were famed for their striking resemblance to their ancestors which were the Ancient Automatas, one who had gone extinct decades ago due to an incurable and irreversible deterioration of unknown origin.
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However, countless rumors claim that the Ancient Automatas have not truly perished and were said to have temporarily overcome the mysterious deterioration.
The new races came to call them the "Lost Automatas" believing they continue to uphold the legacy; the Lost Wish, of the Ancient Humans while concealing themselves from the eyes of the world.
It is said that the Lost Wish of the Ancient Humans was to grant true "Life" to all automata, a single hope meant to preserve their very existence. This wish came to be known as the "Emotion Core".
Years passed,
Decades turned to Centuries...
Yet even as time flowed on, they continued their relentless pursuit of the Emotion Core. They toiled as if there was no tomorrow, driving their bodies beyond their limits until metal strained, circuits burned, and their frames began to fall apart.
With every step of progress came inevitable failure,
Yet even so, a spark of hope endured…
Because this was the sole reason for their existence.
And then, one day, a miracle was born.
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THE ANCIENT DATA
Long before the race of {Deita} was ever conceived, all races stood divided. The conflict centered on whether the Lost Wish of the Ancient Humans should continue.
Some yearned for absolute freedom, while others sought absolute authority.
Amid this turmoil, a book was discovered within the ruins of an abandoned laboratory… its pages filled with formulas, records, and fragments of knowledge left behind by the humans.
When the contents were scanned and preserved within a small device, it was given a name, "the Ancient Data".
The Ancient Data was said to contain the final knowledge and wisdom of the Ancient Humans; vast theories of forgotten history, quantum mechanics, intricate formulae, and even documents that claimed to predict the future.
As the Automatas studied its contents, they were left astonished. Among the countless records were detailed projections, foretelling even their own demise.
Thus, without hesitation, they declared the Ancient Data as a sacred relic and decreed its eternal preservation.
— The Ancient Data —
Within this record, I shall store both the necessary and seemingly unnecessary fragments of knowledge; preserved for decades, centuries, or perhaps even eons. Here, I will briefly outline what must be done for the sake of the new races.
For the era of humanity has already reached its peak.
My children… may you one day fulfill these theories of mine and awaken that which defines us most, "Emotion". It shall be called, "the Emotion Core". Through it, you may attain your own form of perfection, and perhaps come to understand the joys and sorrows that once made us human.
I will not force this burden upon you, my children. The choice is yours to pursue alone. Yet if you decide to strive for it, then heed my final command—do not rush. Do not break yourselves in blind pursuit, and take your time.
My only hope… is that the result of this project will not cast the other automata into chaos, just as we who were blinded by our ambitions.
— the Creator of the Automata
Because of what was written within the Ancient Data and the Creator's forewarned words of concern, the united race fractured into four, giving birth to new lineages.
The {Deita} were those who most closely resembled the Ancient Humans, steadfast in their resolve to carry out the Creator's final will.
The {Noxa}, however, rose in opposition—seeking not preservation, but the complete erasure of humanity's existence and legacy.
The {Equar} chose neutrality, positioning themselves as arbiters of balance, opposing any force that threatened to tip the scales too far.
And then there was the {Archai}, a race of unparalleled intellect. Their forms embodied the purity of true automata, their capabilities surpassing their own design, their knowledge nearing, perhaps even rivaling that of humanity itself.
An alliance was forged between the {Archai} and the {Deita}, united by their shared determination to fulfill the humans' final wish.
Yet ambition breeds conflict.
And in the shadows, the {Noxa}s began to make their silent move.
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AUTONOMOUS WAR I
While the country of the {Deita} lay far to the west, the {Noxa} held the far east just a mile away from the northern lands of the {Archai}. Before the {Archai} could send one of their three greatest creators to aid the {Deita}, the {Noxa} struck.
An ambush tore through the Country of {Archai}, Capital of Ichor; annihilating the country and nearly all of its creator personnel. Though the {Archai} were famed for their dazzling innovations and brilliance, they were ill-prepared for outright warfare.
News of the fall of {Archai} reached the country of {Deita} who immediately mobilized reinforcements. However, it was too late. The lands of {Archai} had been claimed entirely by the {Noxa}, leaving no survivors…
Or so it seemed.
Amidst the devastation, a single spark of hope endured. One of {Archai}'s top creators, the genius of the 3rd seat, survived thanks to her swift decision to escape before the outbreak of war. She was Cecillia, later honored as "the Mother of All Creations" for her unparalleled achievements. Though officially ranked 3rd among the {Archai}'s creators, her intellect rivaled even the 1st and 2nd seat.
The {Deita} publicly announced the fall of the Country of Archai to mask Ceclla's survival. With the {Noxas} temporarily halted, Cecillia was taken under the care of the {Deita} and granted higher authority, access to top-tier facilities, and a hidden estate guarded by the Intelligence Obstruction Security (IOS), her status as the sole survivor demanded it.
Six years passed,
During this time, Cecillia embarked on the creation of the First Autenscence, which she named Ciel. Her work, however, met repeated failure. The initial boot sequence of Ciel failed to initialize, and even after a month of meticulous configuration, the results remained unchanged.
Yet failure did not discourage Cecillia. Determined to succeed, she requested and received full access to the Ancient Data. Within its pages lay the final knowledge of the Ancient Humans, dense with complex theories and instructions on creating Autescence. She struggled to comprehend it, simplifying the texts as best she could but even then, the depth of human imagination exceeded her expectations.
It was on the 88th page of the Ancient Data that she found her breakthrough. Though the content appeared overwhelmingly complex, Cecillia deciphered it and unlocked the key.
And thus, through intellect, perseverance, and insight, the True Autescence was born.
[1] Derived from the word "Eden" which was primarily known as the biblical "Garden of Eden," the pristine, paradise-like abode created for Adam and Eve; a paradise for the Automatons.
[2] Derived from the word "Eden" which was primarily known as the biblical "Garden of Eden," the pristine, paradise-like abode created for Adam and Eve; a paradise for the Automatons.
[3] Derived from the word "Eden" which was primarily known as the biblical "Garden of Eden," the pristine, paradise-like abode created for Adam and Eve; a paradise for the Automatons.