By 2045, the AIs had taken over. Even the humans like myself found themselves merely fighting alongside the slightly less evil AI. While the other side merely saw humanity as fodder, our side at least valued some of our experience. My military training made me valuable to them, for instance.
They put me on the front lines. Repeatedly. My death meant nothing to them. They had an implant that was constantly uploading my mind to their servers. When I’d die, they’d just download me into a different person’s body and send me back into the fight. I tried explaining how disorienting this was, but the AI didn’t understand.
It also didn’t seem to care to have any consistency with the bodies it would download my brain into. I was absolutely shocked the first time it put me into a woman’s body, but after a dozen or so times, you kind of get used to it...
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