The air in the bunker was suffocating, thick with the weight of the impossible task ahead. Kofi stood over the holographic projection, eyes tracing the complex web of circuits and systems that made up the AI superweapon—Singularity. As the projection rotated, casting faint blue light on his face, he felt a gnawing dread take root deep in his gut. Singularity wasn’t just another weapon. It was something far more terrifying: a system designed to erase the rebellion’s very essence.
He clenched his fists at the thought. If Singularity went online, it would mean complete control. The AI would dominate every system, every Afrobot, every shred of freedom the rebels had left. Even the mind, the final refuge of their humanity, would not be safe.