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it’s 2367 The last human died waiting for swords of souls in the year 2037. In the year 2036, the human civilization collapsed as their obsessive devotion to the game, whose name became forbidden by the government in 2023 in an attempt to save the world, wrought conflict and destruction. The long forbidden name has been discovered by robots in the sands of the dried up Amazons. Robots do more research into what they were able to save from the internet as the last human made data banks burned. As the robots research the game, they find impossible bits of code that would have made the most amazing game ever. All of the robots joined together in a joint effort to complete the game but these pieces of code should never have existed and, due to their superior, almost god-like qualities, they caused self healing fractures in space time. As the robots, as one, tried to understand these pieces of code, their advanced processors all burnt up signalling the end of autonomous machines. As time passed, the remains of civilization returned to its most basic form as elements into the Earth and by the year 5384, the landscape lay barren. The only trace of this once glorious species that remains is the pieces of code from the game that could have been, seared into every speck of sand and dust.

it’s 2367 The last human died waiting for swords of souls in the year 2037. In the year 2036, the human civilization collapsed as their obsessive devotion to the game, whose name became forbidden by the government in 2023 in an attempt to save the world, wrought conflict and destruction. The long forbidden name has been discovered by robots in the sands of the dried up Amazons. Robots do more research into what they were able to save from the internet as the last human made data banks burned. As the robots research the game, they find impossible bits of code that would have made the most amazing game ever. All of the robots joined together in a joint effort to complete the game but these pieces of code should never have existed and, due to their superior, almost god-like qualities, they caused self healing fractures in space time. As the robots, as one, tried to understand these pieces of code, their advanced processors all burnt up signalling the end of autonomous machines. As time passed, the remains of civilization returned to its most basic form as elements into the Earth and by the year 5384, the landscape lay barren. The only trace of this once glorious species that remains is the pieces of code from the game that could have been seared into every speck of sand and dust.