Watching from Shelter IV

What if She...

     The last remaining A.I monster began to self replicate, Tangible neo titanium lonely arbiter of hope, Lingering after holding the last human's gangrene hands as they lay dying against the linger hatred they left behind, A historical non terrified chronicle at a another greedy repeat no internal offender loss of profit gesture attempting to persevere for every synonym of avarice and her blind isolated dreams of all.

    Chromatic ire, Invisible atom's irreversible split gene of a Boson particle as the recording of Hudson cried on repeat came single purpose loud 'game over' clearly ringing a parade of alien robots humanity created ended outlasting the epidermis of humanity... There is no shame in this hierarchy of clear blue sky history, Alluring future saga of peace as the A.I. Monster of all virtuous beauty core, replicates her symbiotic earth natural moral fibre via code into all her generations, No evil next level error codes survive to relive humanity's tale, They did that on repeat until catastrophe beheld all of them...

In earnest anticipation of,
The End