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| I am the Surveyor. I sit entombed in an all-but-forgotten underground fortress with only an experimental supercomputer for company. Immense amounts of data, in volumes surpassing human comprehension, are sent to me from Earth via Alchemax, and my compound is equipped with (mercifully) the only existing receiver capable of pulling it all down. Within the confines of this awe-inspiring machine's mind, I have the means at my disposal to make or mold history to my liking. It passes the time. |
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