THE MATRIX RESURRECTIONS
Earth is at peace at last. The machines and Zion have a steady agreement. Neo has given up his life to free humankind.
Although something bothers Morpheus. He is troubled at night and cannot sleep. He seeks guidance from the Oracle though she can only give him hints, and riddles. Riddles that sound ridiculous to him. He had been given the opportunity to serve upon the Council along with Trinity but was kicked off after declared unstable and mentally ill. Trinity tries to help him get through the nightmares only nothing works.
In one of these nightmares, the most vivid of them, everything comes together. Everything he has needed to know and everything he does know and everything he will know comes full circle as he realizes one tragic truth: Neo is alive...
Some men called them Machine Guards. Others called them Zion-bots. Their real name was MOHAR (Manual Operative Heavy Artillery Robotics). They patrolled Zion, operated by men. Arms were replaced by guns and cannons.
Zion was a large city, a fully shielded city. A free city. Into the barricades of the city, in the apartment and housing complexes, lived a troubled man. His name was Morpheus. Dreams of the green Matrix signals flowing down and seeing weird visions; people and buildings, everything - in the vision of the green signal lines. It appeared to be Machine City. He had power, he could feel it. He could stop bullets and fight with more skill than an agent. He could fly. He was like Neo. Almost exactly like Neo.
The Oracle had told him nothing of importance. As she said it, "Dreams are tricky matters. They are always twofold: they can either be simply your mind playing tricks on you merely for entertainment purposes or it can be a vision. What you have described to me sounds like the latter. Though you must seek only what you know. Do not ever travel into unmapped territory or you will suffer the fate of death. Miracles do happen though. Miracles of life and rebirth."
"Is Neo alive?" Morpheus asked, demanding to know.
The Oracle took a puff of her cigarette. "Neo was a very special person. He-,"
"Was?"
"Now let me finish. Ever since realizing he was The Chosen One, he saw things in a different light. This was only part of the transformation into his true self. The Agent known as Mr. Smith was defeated by Neo. This you know. But you do not know how. Smith tried to turn Neo into him, but failed. Neo realized that in order to defeat Smith, he had to become Smith. The two cancelled each other out, much like basic math. And the machines kept their part of the agreement. Peace was restored in Earth, machines and man living amongst each other in unison."
"You did not answer my question," Morpheus said.
"Thomas Anderson died a long time ago, killed by six rounds of a pistol fired by an agent. Neo was never alive nor ever dead. Much like Smith achieved, though later on, he was a program but yet existed outside of the Matrix. His powers allowed him to do so. So to answer your question, Neo was never dead nor alive and remains in the same state of presence and state of mind today.
"His program resides within the Matrix mainframe, his body a prize for the Machines. They have the flesh of The One. By scouring the Matrix, you are searching your mind, only filled with uplinks by a machine. Only there and with deep concentration will you find Neo."
"Thank you. That is enough information for now," he declared. He turned to leave.
"A word of caution and a friendly reminder Morpheus. When you broke into the room with the key master, Neo met a programmer called the Architect. He designed the Matrix and knows everything about it. He told Neo how the story repeats itself over and over again, though Neo wouldn't accept it. He changed the flow of the Matrix and forged peace through determination. There was one thing though that he could not change. The Architect told him that every generation, a new 'One' was created to battle and fight the agents and machines.
"When Neo died, one generation ended. A new generation has been born and in effect since then. There is another 'One'. And this one may join the Agents if not sought out and properly trained."
Morpheus turned. "But our agreement with the machines forbids us to reveal the real world to any one that does not suspect it."
"Do you of all people not think that the One would not suspect something more to life exists? Be careful, for this One may be the strongest One of All."