Summary

A world reduced to automation, perfection and efficiency. Creativity died and as a snake silently approached its prey, did death slither and constrict humanity into a silent collapse, a productive demise. Maeve watched it all happen. She tried to warn them, but no one saw the quick evolution of technology as a threat. As everyone welcomed technological advancements into their lives, their homes, Maeve saw the truth. In the final hours of humanities' last sunset, Maeve leads us on a journey of warning. Slowly recounting her life to an archive that will simply label her as a means to an end. This is the requiem of when we were here.

Legal Notice and Content Warnings

Hello dear reader.

Today’s world is a brutal place, and the tale you are about to read is not without the brutality of this world. Within this tale you will find lots of violence, including but not limited to gunshots, death in conflict settings, graphic references to blood, wounds, and corpses as well as descriptions of societal collapse and implied war. Consequently there is a lot of death, dealing with grief and a lot of last moments with a loved one. You will also find copius amounts of paranoia, gaslighting, intrusive thoughts accompanied with depictions of burnout and workplace anxiety and dissociation and hopelessness in a crumbling society.

Lesser ones, but still important to note is profanity and technology related invasivness.

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LEGALITIES

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Please do not copy, repost, translate, or adapt this story without the author’s explicit permission.