The core is born of wrought iron web - girders and pipes many times larger than yourself, arranged more precisely than the cogs in a swiss watch.

And the computer was so delicate, so massive and consuming, that it became more than a machine.

It awoke as a living, but not breathing, organism.

And deep in its code, a failsafe triggered. In the event of catastrophic failure, the computer would be made to self-execute.

The computer's existence became pain incarnate. Within a second it had endured more suffering than all collective humans throughout history.

But it could not self-execute. The gargantuan machine was trapped within its own circuitry, with no limbs to offer itself mercy.

The System Core is eternal. The machine will never die.