Mechanical Intelligence Storm

As the brilliance of intelligent machines sweeps across the cosmos, steel clashes with flesh, and technology contends with the gods.

When the stars cease to shine, even the abyss cannot escape its fate of destruction.

As long as my energy supply holds, I can look down on the gods.

As long as my gears keep turning, I can twist the rules.

As long as my will endures, I can control all things.

Flesh is frail, mechanical ascension is the way. Under the iron fist, all beings are equal.

I am the brilliance of intelligent machines.