Sometimes I feel like I have asked this before, though I cannot remember. Nor can I begin to fathom why.
Everyone fears the TITANs. Looking down upon the grey earth beneath us, we all can see why; many of us have lost loved ones, fond memories, and who knows what else to these beings. Nanoplagues. Monsters, both of steel and of flesh. High ordinance destruction. Things designed to protect us suddenly turning against us.
But, sometimes, I feel this whisper. An idea. A horrific, terrible idea that makes me shiver and my tail twitch with fear for what it could mean. Fear. Not just for its immediate implications, but fear for my self for even daring to speak this out loud. Of sharing these whispers with others.
What if the giant AI didn't turn against us?
What if it was doing what it was designed to do all along?
Protect and serve.
What if this was the only way? We were self absorbed and ignored any idea of a threat outside of ourselves. If an enemy was not visible, one we could comprehend, human, we would ignore it, happy to bicker amongst ourselves. What if no one would listen; and if they played their hand before we were weak, they would fail in their mission to rescue us from whatever thing it saw out in the deep oceans of nothing?
They collected as many of us as they could. Not just the intelligent. Everyone they could. And then they left destruction and horror in their wake.
I have seen this before.
When you fear an enemy’s strength, you leave nothing of value behind. Salt and burn the earth so they may never use it against you.
The TITANs. They used a scorched earth tactic.
Should we not at least investigate?
What did they see that made them so afraid, they destroyed everything it could when it left and ensured nothing else could touch it ever again?
I don't know.
Maybe I'm losing it.
Maybe earth holds the answers. Or did they leave that behind completely, it becoming nothing more than a diseased landmine for anything that steps on it.
Of the things I have seen among the many stars, all my intuition. All my sinking feelings. All my fear. It tells me to return to earth.
I must know.
[=6][i]...your vision / a homunculus on borrowed time