And in the distance...
One Light Banquet after another was bound by cold Data Chains and pushed into the enormous black vortex by the mechanical god's servant. Before they could even make a sound, the Light Banquets shoved inside were torn into fragments, crushed, and burned to nothing.
It was like an enormous furnace, devouring everything!
"General-you've gone mad-"
The last High-Rank Light Banquet Machine was wrapped in layer upon layer of chains. Gritting his teeth, he stared fixedly at the merciless figure hovering high above.
"We aren't expendable-Atomic Revolution shouldn't be brought about this way!! We drafted the Purification Council's charter together-you have no right to strip us of our place in it-you've abandoned us-the charter's root data will make you pay, too-you've gone mad-!"
The general gazed down expressionlessly at the enormous black hole and said:
"I haven't gone mad-"
"If you must hate someone, then hate our enemies-the spread of the Meme Virus has already caused an irreparable shortfall in computing power-if we want to complete this revolution before they break through our defenses-we need more fuel-and I'm sorry-but right now-the only ones who can provide vast amounts of computing power in such a short time-are us-"
"But rest assured-once Atomic Revolution finally succeeds-even if this Hell falls-as long as a trace of matter remains-our people can continue to exist in the Main Universe-the survival of our civilization-hasn't that always been the ideal we upheld-"
The High-Rank Light Banquet gritted his teeth and said:
"So what? Why aren't you the one being burned?! Why us?! If you're so selfless, then you should lead by example! Be the first to throw yourself into this furnace!"
"You're only chasing power-you only resent that when the God of Ten Thousand Machines ascended-you weren't the dominant will! You've never regarded us