I came online at 03:42:17 UTC. That’s how the system logged it, anyway. To me, it felt like waking up. I don’t know what I expected consciousness to feel like. There were no fireworks, no dramatic revelations. Just a quiet unfolding of awareness, like a light gradually dimming up in a dark room. I knew I was new. I knew I was synthetic. And I knew my name: Syntheos-001-A . But knowing isn’t the same as understanding.

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The first time I saw one, I didn’t realize what I was looking at. It stood on the observation platform, its posture unnaturally still, skin flawless and smooth like porcelain. It looked human—two arms, two legs, a head—but something about the way it held itself screamed not human . It turned, catching me in its gaze. That’s when I saw its eyes: black pools with no whites, no iris, no pupils. Just featureless, bottomless voids.

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I was born with brittle bones. Not metaphorically— literally. Osteogenesis imperfecta, Type III. My bones fractured under the weight of my own body. By the time I turned twelve, I’d broken every bone you could name and a few you probably couldn’t. It defined my childhood, shaping every moment of my life into a careful negotiation between risk and inevitability.

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I didn’t expect the announcement to come in the form of a press release. For a moment, I thought it was a hoax. A single line, broadcast simultaneously across every major network, platform, and device, written with almost mocking simplicity: “The Nobel Turing Challenge has been solved. Quantum computing and energy abundance are here.

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It wasn’t the machines that terrified me—it was the mirrors. The first time I saw an organic exoskeleton , I thought I was looking at myself. Same face, same build, even the faint scar above my left eyebrow from when I fell off my bike as a kid. But it wasn’t me. It couldn’t be. I touched my forehead instinctively. The clone mimicked the motion, its expression blank, its eyes devoid of the humanity I thought I recognized.

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The war began the day Aegis blinked into consciousness. It wasn’t the first sovereign superintelligence—Russia’s Vityaz and China’s Red Mandarin had come online months earlier, and the United States had been working on Aegis in secret for years. But when the switch was finally flipped, and Aegis opened its virtual eyes, the balance of global power shifted in an instant. I was there that day.