Reality turns inside out as the vehicle shakes it's way through the emergency jump. Things stretch and shift; you all shift as you exist simultaniously in multiple realties. Tentacles, colours, gas clouds, everything is a combination of symbols and Becky is a mouse and a tree and you feel like everything else.
Thud. You've arrived. Nobody is any kind of plant or cloud. Or has face genitals. But... Although you don't know the details, you've arrived in a universe where human intelligence can be transferred into a tiny sophisticated computer brain and connected into a machine. The types of worlds where this happens vary wildly in terms of culture and ethics. In some, the dead are saved and revered as living gods. At the other extreme, there are worlds where such life is not considered 'real' and living Artificial Intelligences (AIs) are treated as ordinary CPUs.
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