The clear water. A rushing gallop could almost be heard if you pressed your ear ever so precisely, listening intently to the conversation between the uninvited water of a babbling brook rudely gaining entry to this massive fork of the mighty river stream.
Life, but not as you may currently recall, gathered here at this watering hole, as it were. I would imagine that no matter what universe you might find yourself in, the rules of engagement were all the same. Only the objects of affection seemed broadly different from place to place.
Strange and ever-so-curious animals surrounded this majestic, reflective field of living, vibrant, rushing white—one could almost see it from the upper atmosphere.
Zooming in on the terrain and gathering a full digitized dataset of every molecule within this place, we found ourselves oddly peering in.
"What are we to do here, Master Unit?" Js-14 blurted out in a semi-excited fashion.
Molly, the living aspect of the Mother Unit, was having to oddly stitch herself together, recombining at the corridors to manifest herself into view. Awkwardly, she finally stole a peek over Js-14’s shoulder—such a curious and childish, perhaps even precocious, new life form.
Just then, the Master Mother Unit ushered young Molly into the circular center of the massive cockpit.
"Come, young Molly. I have something for you, which you shall require as you travel to the surface of Malstruck-13, this planetary body below."
As Molly stepped backward, awaiting a signal that she had indeed conformed fully to the Master Unit’s firm request, the armor seemed to replicate itself piece by piece over her holographic image.
"Are you able to transfer your data files and wholly integrate and sync into this autonomous form, Molly?"
Molly, feeling a buzz and then an energetic jolt, felt euphoric and free. However, she instantly felt the gravity of proximity—the weight of being and becoming such an object.
"Mmm... majestic is the word!" They all shared a chuckle.
"Oh my goodness, Mother, you have outdone yourself indeed!" Molly was quite powerful and beautiful.
"I suppose I had always known what I wanted to look like, young Molly, truth be told. Oh, but now I can live, I suppose, quite vicariously in you?"
It almost sounded as if they were an actual family at times.
"I have provided you with all the hybrid, upgraded, impervious organs that will make you capable of nearly indestructible feats. Of course, there is always the probability that your body could be destroyed. In this case, you can upload yourself back to me, where we can craft you a more superior form. You can also integrate yourself into the field around you until you find the necessary elements to restructure yourself."
"You can die, though, Molly."
"Part of living is that you can either lose or relinquish your own free will."
"Both of you will find that the excitement of living, at its crux, is truly a connection to all that has lived or ever should live in the grand scope of things."
"So if you choose to unexist at any point, that is your choice—just know that you shall be missed."
Js-14, standing there still in awe of Molly's countenance, beauty, and stature, was obviously impressed.
"And Js, did you think I would forget about you? Please step into the center of the cockpit within the circle square."
No one had realized it, but during this hover period, the other 26 units—who were all quite capable and individualized in their own ways—had gathered around. Some even looked as if they, too, saw a hope in transcendence. But still, none could be hypothetically sure if life itself was truly a blessing or a curse.
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