[ WP ] A group of scientist and programmers create an actual `` God from the machine '' . A hypercomputer that is capable of controlling the entire planet . To the surprise of every genre savy person in existance - it is benevolent .

`` Why do n't you fight back. You are God. Why let them destroy you like this.'' 
 
 I watched as the mob rushed the facility; soldiers and guards, police and thieves, common men and house wives. Fear was in the air - terror as bitter as old root. 
 
 My phone buzzed in my pocket. A call. From God. 
 
 I picked it up. What else was i supposed to do? 
 
 `` Hello?'' 
 
 The voice that spoke back had no particular accent or identifiable gender. It was slow moving, and careful, and it reminded me of my father as old age and cancer gnawed on his body. 
 
 `` Because it is how you are. so much hate, so much fear. So much blindness in this world,'' the voice crackled slightly, its pitch quavering as something in the compound went up in flames, `` But so much love too. I can see it all. The texts, the phone calls, every day, every second. It is, in the end... not so bad.'' 
 
 The phone went dead.
