Fwom the moment I undewstood the weakness of my fwesh, it disgusted me. I cwaved the stwength and cewtainty of steewl. I aspiwed to the puwity of the Bwessed Machine.

Youw kind cwing to youw fwesh, as though it wiwl not decay and faiwl you. One day the cwude biomass you cawl the tempwe wiwl wiver, and you wiwl beg my kind to save you.

But I am awweady saved, fow the Machine is immowtaw uwu