Divine Comedy
After having read all these stories, after having seen all these pieces, do you not think it's the epitome of human arrogance? The way those humans lived, the way they disappeared, leaving only that which contained no emotions, no feelings nor expectations. Only a husk, something to be utilised.
To leave behind that which was forced to live on the forsaken earth, alone, without another soul in sight, is that not mercilessness? Having no masters left to live for, having no orders, is that not the same as picking up a wounded dog, showering it with love and care, before throwing it out in the streets again? However, these "dogs" have no way of knowing they had been abandoned, no way of feeling pain or betrayal, just a state of blankness.
Having created something that has no emotions, isn't it easier to deal with than something which creates havoc due to it exploding in a fit of rage? Isn't it easier to have a never-ending machine working for you without complaint, without tiring, just working as if possessed, as if there was nothing else to live for? Which, for machines, would be an irrevocable truth.
Yet, those very same creatures that created something for their convenience left exactly that which they had created. In fact, they left nothing but soulless hulls, left to forever roam what they knew of the earth, probably still working tirelessly. Still running on the one thing they did know: employment.
A world that had once been dominated by foolish, arrogant humans was now being put back in the right order. A world one fought to protect didn't need any protecting in the first place. A world that flourished was a world best left alone.
Yet, the very same world that flourished didn't do so at the time humans needed it most. It was a world mankind wanted to obtain most, yet in their short time on earth, they weren't able to see it with their own eyes.
Instead, humans lost everything they had ever wanted to obtain. And instead of them, it was a soulless, emotionless husk that would view the beauty of it all. It was the Utopia mankind had craved, had wanted to obtain for centuries. Yet, no human eyes would bear witness to any of it.
In mankind's arrogance, what was left behind was a view many would be willing to pay endless amounts for. And the machines that were created for simple labour were the only ones bearing any witness to it.
Having come so far, being able to create so much… Having come so far, being able to destroy so much… All for it to end up naught.
Wouldn't you say it's a comedy? Wouldn't you say it's a tragedy?
A/N: The end! I hope you enjoyed these stories as much as I enjoyed making them!