Everything that lives is designed to end. We are perpetually trapped in a never-ending spiral of life and death. Is this a curse? Or some kind of punishment? I often think about the god who blessed us with this cryptic puzzle…and wonder if we’ll ever get the chance to kill him.
The real questions are, “Who is fueling and piloting the trolly, and can we kill them?”
Math-wise, it won’t take long until they are tied to the track with us and everyone else.
So you’re saying they’d be… exponentially fucked?
I feel like due to the weight of the train, in math terms they’d be divided.
Jesus took the wheel
—2B, at the beginning of Nier: Automata