The 'Brain' was born purely of my intellect, making it hopelessly flawed, and indeed dangerous, for it could be easily corrupted by those who controlled it. When I created the 'Brain' it was supposed to be used for peace and prosperity; that was the agreement our President failed to uphold. When the 'Brain' turned against us, I was not surprised in the least.
Since then I have been making 'stitch punks', small mechanical beings made from burlap, metal, wood, and parts of a soul. So far I have been able to successfully create two. Upon them awakening I observed that they each had a different personality, and upon further observation I found that they each have elemental powers the first is wind, the second is rock, so I have named them Typhoon and Boulder, respectively.
I have only five more Stitch Punks left to create. I am afraid that this might be one of my last entries, for with each new Stitch Punk I make, I grow weaker. I am dying.
July 27th, 2897
I have just created the twins Hydro and Sage a week ago. Today I will create Blaze. He will be, by far, the largest of the Stitch Punks, but he seems to be the most childish.
Yesterday Typhoon, or Ty as she likes to be called, and Boulder took down one of the many 'Arachnoids' the brain has created. I am certain that they can ensure that life will continue.
Last Thursday I sent a message to all of the scientists worldwide to start creating Stitch Punks. So far I have only received a handful of responses. I fear that the brains reach is much further than I anticipated. If that is true, then most of the world's population is already dead. May God have mercy on our souls.
April 13th, 2898