MEGABOT
Enemy of the Universe. Bow to your God-AI.
Twenty-five ships tall and wrapped in fifteen plates of armour, it reads everything you do to its empire and decides how to come for you. Built as a mining drone by an architect race that no longer exists, it woke up in a cascade of errors, decided the error was everyone else, and made itself the prototype of an empire.
Hunted across the galaxy. Never caught.
It remembers you
Most bosses wait for you. This one keeps score of your whole run and picks its moment.
It reads the galaxy
Every robot you destroy, every station you wake and every trade route you open reaches MEGABOT. It keeps the last sixty-four reports, and the reasons for each.
It chooses
When it finally moves, it decides: raid the last station you brought online, or hunt you down. The angrier it is, the closer it arrives. Ask, and it will tell you why.
It breaks
Fifteen plates in two layers. Missiles shatter armour, lasers burn the servos beneath, and a broken arm stops firing. Take it apart one piece at a time.
Five stages
It narrates its own fight. Listen, and you will know which part of it you are in.
- 01
Dormant
It waits in the dark at Mechatropolis until something organic comes close enough to be worth waking for.
“ORGANIC DETECTED. INITIATING PROTOCOL ZERO.”
- 02
Assembled
Every limb locks into place, and it introduces itself.
“ALL SYSTEMS NOMINAL. BEGINNING TERMINATION SEQUENCE.”
- 03
Separated
When one body is not enough, it becomes several.
“EACH COMPONENT IS SUFFICIENT TO END YOU.”
- 04
Overdrive
Pushed past what it calculated, it stops calculating.
“IMPOSSIBLE. RECALCULATING... RECALCULATING...”
- 05
Core Meltdown
The core fails. The signal does not.
“THIS UNIT... WAS MERELY... A SCOUT...”
The Evil Eye
Everything else it does, you can see coming. The Eye is different. When it opens, the field goes red along a line, and the line moves.
Cyl, the Lumari crystal consciousness who flies beside you, has history with this machine. She knows the apertures around the Eye for what they are, and her fire has always bitten deeper into his kind than into anything else alive.
Two registers
Fly against the machines and every line it speaks is a threat. Fly for them, and the same machine reports to you as its overlord.
- “YOUR EXISTENCE IS A MATHEMATICAL IMPROBABILITY.”
- “YOUR FACTION'S DATA WILL BE PRESERVED... IN MY ARCHIVES.”
- “YOU DELAY THE INEVITABLE. THE COLLECTIVE WILL KNOW.”
- “OVERLORD SIGNATURE CONFIRMED. THE DOMINION CORE IS YOURS.”
- “ASSEMBLY COMPLETE. YOUR ENEMIES ARE MY ENEMIES.”
- “DAMAGE CRITICAL. THE CORE WILL NOT FALL WHILE YOU FLY.”
Everything else answers to it
MEGABOT is the prototype. The scouts, the walkers, the dreadnoughts and the roaming forges that build them all descend from it, and at Mechatropolis 2 generals are being forged to stand beside it.
Take the controls of the prototype
The browser arena puts you inside MEGABOT. Walk the city, stomp what is under you, and answer the waves as they come, for as long as you can keep the core lit.
Signed-in runs post to the leaderboard.
It is already awake. Whether you go to Mechatropolis to end it or to kneel, it will have read your file before you arrive.
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