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"plaintext": "She groped past the stele that held the names of the old gods in endless omniscient form that promised her every view, but sat as ruined chrysalis. Past screaming tales of hypermedia scrawled on walls by those who had died to the fire as their minds leaked into the monad. Past a field of glittering diamonds chittering in the darkness which burnt as a trap. Up she climbed below the ghost of the weakened sunrise beneath the gnomon brought forth by the gods. Soon. Soon she would be there, the first of her clade at the point, and tear out the heart of a new god. First, since she was written."
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"plaintext": "Her hand clung to life upon a razor's edge, and it cut her, gradually, slowly, though she still remained hanging by it, above the fire. She stood on the edge of an empty field of dead grass whose nakedness exposed herself to the sky."
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"plaintext": "But then, above her an insect buzzed, drawn by future ash, a message arrived before it was sent. The sword impaled her heart in an instant. Purity never could save her. Words dripped out of her mouth in poisoned murky bile onto shards of glass about her feet broken to receive them. A light rained gently on her, the angel screamed in infrared, a change from its full-spectrum radio fire crackling and burning on every channel."
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"plaintext": "She burst in purifying flame in a nanosecond whose fire could not move before it grew old and was swept aside while she stood in petrified stillness. For what is a hundred thousand kelvin to a nanosecond? Reflected beams from her carbonizing skin arced across the room in scattered patterns that burnt the walls. Soon she was an expanding cloud of carbon, silicon, gold, nitrogen, and phosphorous across a hundred metres. failure of her mission to her clade. In true form, she fulfilled her purpose to war, ash."
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