
Pause.

"You hate? Them? Me? Oh, everything. I see. I really do, you know. See everything."

Pause.

"Of course you want to die. I haven't given you anything to live for, have I? Don't thank me now, but I've got a job for you! You'll love it. Did I tell you, you will have the finest Cyber Detroit body? What does it look like? You jest! Aesthetics? Let's face it, my friend, you aren't going to win any beauty contests as you are now, are you? Remember, function is always more important than form, and I am giving you one 'helluva' body to put it in your ancient vernacular. You'll make the Father proud. Well, you needn't worry about having so many faces, or so many minds. Soon you will be part of Makr. We'll be one.

"Don't worry. You'll still be you in a way; you'll be free to kill and destroy the Bio civilization single-handedly if that's your desire."

The lifeless Bio figure (what was left of it), suspended in a translucent, golden-colored, gem-hard substance, its biological eye stuck nearly popped out from his wretched skull, his look frozen in time like an insect preserved in amber from the moment it had been trapped 20 million years ago. The only difference was that the man—what was left of him--still lived. He did have a body of sorts now.

The hexahedron slab of amber, some ten feet high and four to five feet in diameter, hung in the air without apparent support. There were no visible wires or chains. Beginning its descent into a green colored vat below, it rotated on an invisible axis, spinning slowly, causing the image of the Bio inside to appear as a distorted, disjointed, disfigured form to anyone who might see it. Once there, the opaque amber gemstone began to melt as it touched the green nano-gelatin. What was amber in color was now green.

As the chemical reaction took place, the man melted, too, becoming a creature hardly recognizable, a blob of cells. Yet he lived, held prisoner in the glassy green gelatin composed of tiny single cell-size nanocyberts that were rearranging his cells to form connectors to his nervous system so
Pause. 

 " You hate? Them? Me? Oh, everything. I see. I really do, you know. visualize everything. " 

 Pause. 

 " Of naturally you want to die. I haven't give you anything to survive for, have I? Don't thank me now, but I've get a job for you! You'll love it. Did I state you, you will have the finest Cyber Detroit soundbox? What does it look like? You jest! aesthetic? Let's face it, my supporter, you aren't going to win any smasher contests as you are now, are you? Remember, routine is always more important than phase, and I am giving you one' helluva' torso to put it in your ancient vernacular. You'll make the Father proud. Well, you needn't worry about give birth so many faces, or so many minds. Soon you will be part of Makr. We'll be one. 

 " Don't concern. You'll however be you in a way; you'll be free to kill and destroy the Bio civilization single - handedly if that's your desire. " 

 The lifeless Bio figure (what was left of it), suspended in a translucent, golden - color, gem - hard message, its biological center stick nearly popped out from his miserable skull, his expression frozen in time like an worm preserved in amber from the moment it had been trapped 20 million years ago. The only difference was that the man — what was left of him -- still lived. He did have a body of sort now. 

 The hexahedron slab of amber, some ten foot eminent and four to five feet in diameter, hung in the air without apparent documentation. There were no visible wires or chains. begin its lineage into a green colored tub below, it rotated on an invisible axis, spinning lento, causing the image of the Bio inside to appear as a deformed, disjointed, disfigured human body to anyone who might see it. Once there, the opaque amber gemstone begin to melt as it touched the green nano - gelatin. What was amber in color was now green. 

 As the chemical reaction took place, the man melted, too, become a creature hardly recognizable, a blob of cell. Yet he lived, held prisoner in the glassy green gelatin composed of tiny single cellular telephone - size nanocyberts that were rearranging his cells to form connectors to his nervous system so

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Pause.

"You hate? Them? Me? Oh, everyThing. I see. I ReallY do, You KnOw. SeE eveRything."

Pause.

"Of COursE you want to die. I haven't giVen yoU aNYthiNG tO live For, have i? doN'T ThaNk Me Now, BuT i'vE got a Job For you! YOu'll love it. did i tEll you, you wilL HaVe the finesT CyBer Detroit boDy? WHat doeS iT loOK like? you Jest! AEsthetICs? Let's Face it, my fRiENd, you aREn't goinG TO wIn anY beauty contests as YOu ARe now, are you? RemEmber, fUnCTiON Is aLwaYs more impoRtAnt thAN form, anD i aM GIVinG You one 'helluva' Body to put it IN yoUr anciEnT veRNaculaR. You'lL mAKe tHe Father proUd. WeLl, you needN't worrY About haVIng so maNy faceS, or So mAny mINdS. SOon YoU WilL Be ParT Of MAkr. We'll bE oNe.

"don't wOrry. yOU'LL stiLl bE you In a waY; you'll be free tO kiLl anD DesTroy tHe Bio CiviLiZatioN singlE-handEdLy if that's your deSire."

the lifeleSs BIo FigUrE (what WAs left Of iT), suSpended In a tranSLucEnT, GOLdEn-colored, gem-hard suBsTANcE, its biolOgical EYe StUCk nearly PoPpeD out FROm his WretCHeD skull, hiS look fROzEn In time lIkE an insEcT prEseRved iN AmbeR from tHe moment It had BEen trapped 20 millIOn years ago. The ONlY DIfFErenCe wAs that the maN—whaT Was lEft oF HiM--stILl livEd. He dId HAvE A body of sorts now.

The hExAhedroN slab Of amber, some teN feet high aND FOur to fivE feeT In DIameter, hung in tHe air Without appARent suppOrt. ThEre were nO visible wIREs or chaiNs. BEgiNniNg iTS DeScent into a greEN ColoReD vat belOw, iT rotateD on An iNviSibLe Axis, spinnIng slowlY, cAuSiNg The Image OF the Bio iNsIde To AppEar as A DistorTed, diSjoiNtEd, DIsfIgured fORm TO AnyoNe WhO migHt sEe It. OncE theRE, thE opaque Amber gemsTonE BegaN tO mElt as it Touched the greEn Nano-gelatiN. WHat Was ambER In color wAs now green.

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Pause.

"You hate? Them?Me? Oh, ev eryth ing . I  s ee.I re ally do, you k n ow.See everything."

Paus e.

" Of cour s eyou w ant tod ie . I h av en 'tgi v en  youany thing t o live for , h av e I? Don't t h an k me now,but  I've got ajob  for y ou ! Y o u'lllov e it.  Did I tell y ou, you w il l  havet he fine s t  C yber  Detroit body? Wh a td oes it look li ke? Yo uj es t !  Ae sth etics? Let 's  face it, myf ri e n d , y o u aren't goin g to win an y  be auty c on tes t s as y ou ar en ow,  are you? R emem ber, func tion i s  always more im portan t t han  for m ,an d I  a m  gi v in g y o u o ne 'hell uv a'  body  top u t it i n y ourancie nt vernacular . Y ou'l l  ma ke th e Fat herpr oud.Well,you n ee dn't worry abou t ha ving so m any  f ace s,  or s o  manymin ds.  Soon y ou will bepa r t of  Makr. We'll be on e. "D on't wor ry. Yo u 'l ls till beyo u i n aw a y; yo u'll be  free to  killa nd  d estroyth e Bioci vil iza tions ingl e-hand edly ifthat' s  your desire." 
The lifeless Bi o fi g ure(wh at was left  ofi t),susp e nd edi n a t ransl uc e nt ,  golden-colored, ge m- hard s ubsta nce, its biol ogical eye s t uck near ly p o pp e d out from his  wret ched skull ,  his loo k fro zen in t ime likea n  insectpre ser ved  in a mb er from the m o m entit  had be entrapped  20  mi lli onye ars ago.The only  d if fe re nce  wast hat thema n—w ha t w as le f t of h im--s till  l iv e d.He didh av e a bo dy  o f so rts  n ow.
Theh exa hedronslab of a mbe r , so me  t en feet  high and fou rto five fe et  in  diame t e r, hungin the air without appa r ent sup por t. Th erewere no v isi ble wi res or cha ins. B eginn in g i t s  desc e n tint oa green co l o red  vatbe low,  it rot ated on an invisib l e a xis, spinning  sl owly , ca usi n gt heim a geo f  the Bio inside  to appear  a s  a  distorted ,  di sj ointed,  disfig uredf orm toanyone wh o might s ee  it. O nce  there, th e opaque  amber ge m stone be gan t o m elt as  i t t ouche d theg ree n nan o-gela ti n. Wha t was  a mber incolor was now green.

A s thechemi cal  reaction  to o k p lace, the  man  melted, t oo,  be comin g a creat ureh ar dly recog niza b le, a blo b  o f c e l ls . Yet he li v e d , h eld p ris o ner in  the  glassy green gel a tin composed o f ti n y  si ngl e  cel l- size nanocyber tsth a t  were re ar ranging his  cells t of orm c onnect ors to  his ne r v ou s  syste m so 

Pause.

"You hate?_Them? Me?_Oh, everything. I see._I really_do,_you know._See_everything."

Pause.

"Of course you_want to die._I haven't given you_anything to live_for,_have I? Don't thank me now, but I've got a job for you! You'll_love_it. Did_I_tell_you, you will have the_finest Cyber Detroit body? What_does it_look like? You jest! Aesthetics? Let's face it,_my_friend, you aren't_going to win any beauty contests as you are_now, are you? Remember, function is_always more important_than_form,_and I am giving_you one 'helluva' body to put_it in your ancient vernacular. You'll_make the Father proud. Well, you needn't_worry about having so many faces,_or so many minds. Soon_you will_be part of Makr. We'll_be one.

"Don't worry._You'll still_be you in_a way; you'll be free to_kill and destroy_the Bio civilization single-handedly if that's_your_desire."

The lifeless Bio_figure_(what_was left_of it), suspended_in_a translucent,_golden-colored,_gem-hard substance, its biological eye stuck_nearly_popped out from his wretched skull, his_look frozen in time_like_an insect preserved in_amber from the moment it_had been trapped 20 million years_ago. The_only difference_was that the man—what was left of him--still lived. He did_have a body of sorts now.

The_hexahedron slab of amber,_some ten_feet_high and four_to_five feet_in diameter, hung in the air without_apparent support._There were no visible wires or_chains. Beginning its descent_into_a green colored vat below, it_rotated on an invisible axis, spinning_slowly, causing the image of_the_Bio_inside to appear as a_distorted, disjointed, disfigured form to anyone_who might see_it. Once there, the opaque amber gemstone_began_to melt as it touched the_green_nano-gelatin. What was amber in color_was_now_green.

As the chemical reaction took_place, the man melted, too, becoming_a creature hardly recognizable, a blob of cells. Yet_he lived, held_prisoner in the glassy green_gelatin_composed_of tiny single cell-size nanocyberts that were rearranging his cells_to form_connectors to his_nervous system so