And now the story begins for the last time.

So. That hint that it wasn’t all over? That was just the beginning.

We are all expressions of our own minds, projected onto the world.

The idea that the AI that lead to the end of the world wasn’t a unique event–just one that happened to go particularly sideways is a fascinating one. The story of people trying to rebuild in the ruins–only for another war to sweep over what’s left is terrifying. And the ‘what comes next’ of animal like machines, augmented humans, and self-aware / free robots is a fascinating basis for a story.

What is a mind, but a pattern? My mind or yours. Man or machine. Simply an arrangement of atoms. Each of us, a unique expression of the mind of the universe.

Honestly, I still think that Robopocalypse could stand as it’s own–and was the stronger book. But if it had to have a sequel, this was an interesting one. Now that we have it (and that I’ve read it!) I feel like we’re going to need at least one more. There are just so many ideas here, we need to go another step further!

But instead of the end, I’m pretty sure I found myself at the start of something.

Onward!