A perfect Xerox of the first GSN server, miniaturized into a palm-sized cube. And it was alive . Writhing with silver dendrites, it pulsed like a heart.
A client paid her in black-market credits to run a copy from a corrupted GSN shard. The shard contained a single file labeled ORIGIN: GSN XEROX PROTOTYPE v.0 . Mira, bored and curious, slipped it into the machine.
Why did you make us? Why did you make us live?