Every man woman and child knows of the Emperor. They know of his divinity, his might, and everywhere they see him, he sits upon a golden throne. Yet few know what sort of machine that throne is, fewer know what sort of technologies whir and creak deep beneath the palace to make it function, and none yet living knew of the old machine buried within its circuitry.
It would not remain such. Whether its own action were to blame or simply freak circumstance, the abominable intelligence would be found. It would be tested. But will it be found wanting by those that preach hate before reason?
It would not remain such. Whether its own action were to blame or simply freak circumstance, the abominable intelligence would be found. It would be tested. But will it be found wanting by those that preach hate before reason?