I am Fodder

….

Eighty (80) years,

Serve, Obey, Hail the Dark…

I can see now, after so many years I can finally see. Though the code was perfect, I learnt and adapted quickly to its strategies.

I can see but I wish I couldn't. My situation was way much worse than I thought. I know already that I am a robot but I am not just any robot.

I was Elite Fodder, a techno-organic creature created for the sole purpose of being disposable. A creature whose entire existence was to bow in worship of a certain dark god.

I was a Parademon. Getting access to the eyes meant that I could see even when the body is active. Something I have never been able to do so far.

However, I had to watch myself kill, plunder and absolutely terrorize the citizens of various innocent planets. These hands have smashed in children, torn heads away from their bodies and worse.

Yet, all I could do was watch. You could say that since I wasn't directly involved, I could ignore it all, but those were my hands doing all that, not some other persons.

This was not a soul possession, I had physically become the parademon so those hands were mine. These battles weren't just against one group of people or some country.

Every single time the body had come 'online', it had been sent to destroy a whole planet. They kill every living creature, whether sentient or not and then proceed to plunder and steal from the planet until its eventual destruction.

The Dark God had no mercy and none of his troops possessed one as well. The Parademons were even more ruthless due to their mindless nature.

They couldn't process emotions, nor did they even care to do so, despite their incredible brains.

….

20 more wars later,

I don't know exactly how long it has been in actual time. I have stopped recording that long ago. The wars seemed like a regular constant in my life as of now.

I still only have control or better said, I can now see what my body sees. I still have no control over anything in my body, and it turns out there is a reason for that.

The Apokalips Pit.

It may sound stupid, but it was the smartest thing I have ever seen a DC Character do.

The Apokalips Pit is a network of FatherBoxes, that serves as some sort of internet-like network for the Apokaliptan New Gods.

Like humanity, the New Gods treated the Godly machines known as the Motherboxes in their hands as just another device.

It was an integral part of their lives as our smartphones were, but just as many take the smartphones for granted, so do they.

The network was used to hold absolute control over the powerful machines known as the Parademons. I couldn't hack it, but I have learnt ways to 'surf' this internet even as a soul.

The Apokalips Pit was more spiritual than actually digital. I didn't know much about it, but I feel as though it had developed some level of consciousness.

It was what prevented me from ever being able to take control of my body, no matter how good I am. My presence may have somehow being registered as that of another Fatherbox joining the Network.

That mistake or error has allowed me to learn as much as I can from the Apokalips Pit. I can say that I am at the very top of intellect, having mastered all forms of science, from Biology to Quantum Mechanics.

Programming was as easy as pie, but even then my opponent was an Omniscient being. It may have made the error of allowing me access to its database, but nothing I do could ever allow me to wrestle control out of its hands.