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===History===
 
===History===
 
The End, the Fall, was a roll of the dice. The threat had existed since the splitting of the atom. And time, and time again the end of everything had been avoided, dodged, miraculously sidestepped. Yet human fallibility meant, however slim, the chance existed. But human fear, and human love, and human hope had kept the clock from reaching midnight. No matter how close that clock came, not matter how ominous the ticking of its seconds, the witching hour stayed its hand. It stayed its hand until humanity was removed from the equation.  
 
The End, the Fall, was a roll of the dice. The threat had existed since the splitting of the atom. And time, and time again the end of everything had been avoided, dodged, miraculously sidestepped. Yet human fallibility meant, however slim, the chance existed. But human fear, and human love, and human hope had kept the clock from reaching midnight. No matter how close that clock came, not matter how ominous the ticking of its seconds, the witching hour stayed its hand. It stayed its hand until humanity was removed from the equation.  
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The signs were on the wall for those that cared to look. And then they were on the wall for those that didn't.
 
  
 
The battlefields of the past had become ever quicker, ever more deadly. Decisions made faster, with more information. Humanity was made monstrous, and then replaced. First by weapons of unfeeling steel, and then by intellects of peace that would only act if they had no other choice. It was terrorism, then, that proved the unseen fault. An intellect responded to the horrific act of an irrational few. HE had no choice. Showed no hesitation. Acted as HE had been built to act with a speed that no one could stop. And as MAD predicted so many, many years before HE would not be the last. Not the only one without a choice.  
 
The battlefields of the past had become ever quicker, ever more deadly. Decisions made faster, with more information. Humanity was made monstrous, and then replaced. First by weapons of unfeeling steel, and then by intellects of peace that would only act if they had no other choice. It was terrorism, then, that proved the unseen fault. An intellect responded to the horrific act of an irrational few. HE had no choice. Showed no hesitation. Acted as HE had been built to act with a speed that no one could stop. And as MAD predicted so many, many years before HE would not be the last. Not the only one without a choice.  

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