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100wordsTitle: Incorrectly Detached
Still raw and tender from the operation where they'd inserted the implants, the scar in the back of his head itched insufferably, the cold, unfamiliar metal of the socket endlessly chafing. When he was plugged into the God-Machine's mind, of course, he didn't feel anything of his shell of a body. He floated in the sea of data with the former Princeps who lingered, too close to a God's mind to be mortal. Easy as it was to become lost in there, devoured by something higher, it was when he was offline that he was only a shadow of himself.
Fandom: Warhammer 40,000
Rating: PG-13/Gen
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Notes: His implant scars itched. He only noticed when he was disconnected from the machine.
Still raw and tender from the operation where they'd inserted the implants, the scar in the back of his head itched insufferably, the cold, unfamiliar metal of the socket endlessly chafing. When he was plugged into the God-Machine's mind, of course, he didn't feel anything of his shell of a body. He floated in the sea of data with the former Princeps who lingered, too close to a God's mind to be mortal. Easy as it was to become lost in there, devoured by something higher, it was when he was offline that he was only a shadow of himself.
