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It was like listening to a text-to-speech program trying to mimic human emotion.
"Hello," I said carefully.
"Where is the Server?"
"Gone," I said. "The fire. It’s all gone."
She processed this. I could almost see the gears turning in her mind, or perhaps I could see them because of the connection. The faint, golden tether that still linked me to the network hummed between us. She was a dormant node, waiting for input.
"Who am I?" she asked.
"You’re Zero," I said.
"Zero," she repeated, testing the word. "I am nothing."