The machine haunted over Europe, rising out of the deep ash of the crater it had created around it. Millions were already dead but that was just the beginning. The machines eyes, glowing with the intensity of a distant sun, burst with supernatural flame and obliterated entire cities from their perch far above the clouds. Its legs spanned vast countryside in a single step and feet crushed all resistance beneath them. God was dead. Exterminator was our new God now. A fierce, a violent, a heartless, a cold steel God from beyond the stars; unfathomable- impossible- terrifying- please stop its burning IT HURTS THE MEMORY HURTS
Exterminator left Europe in ruins- banks and government buildings- cities of opulence, gas stations, slaughter houses, mansions, estates, golf courses, streets and blocks of flats- everything turned to ash. Tank shells were useless against it. Whole armies were swept aside in a matter of ours. Exterminator crossed peacefully through vast slums and districts separated out for those crushed under the boot of the old order. Exterminator was a friend to none- but It tolerated the downtrodden.
The same story played out in Africa, and then Asia, and then Exterminator strode into the Pacific Ocean until the last of its head sunk beneath the waves and it disappeared.
The America’s waited for a few grim days. Not a single atom of infrastructure was left of the Old World. The people wept in the square, erected crude effigies to their new God. Panic, dread, and horror gripped the pasty hearts of the rulers of the American “nations”.
Then, when this terror and anticipation had reached a fever pitch- the inevitable dark spectre rose from the deep like Cthulhu and already Southern Chile was naught but ash. The expected, the unavoidable, began to ravish the landscape just as it had done. There was no escaping it. The path of devastation went first through the rest of Chile and then the rest of South America, up into Mexico, and finally into the last two Hellscapes left standing- Canada and the USA.
The American people were one’s used to thinking of themselves as persecuted but had never, in all their short memories, suffered humiliation of the sort Exterminator enacted. It was like Genocide but with no hate behind it. Exterminator felt nothing- least of all hate.
Las Angeles was reduced to a cinder- not a rat was alive from the mountains to the deep blue sea when Exterminator stomped off into the distance. Even the deepest of Government bunkers could not repel the inhuman piercing laser beams that dug deep into the hard rock and destroyed everything with a fury never before seen on Earth.
Perhaps two weeks after Its arrival Exterminator stood on a completely reformed world. All government, all finance, all sanity, all sense and order destroyed. Race and Class were meaningless. The world was hell. The World was perfect. Exterminator was a monster. Exterminator had saved the Human race. The Human race would struggle on in spite of Exterminator’s attempt to destroy them. God was dead. God stood over the smouldering ruins of civilisation.
Slowly the silent looming figure against the landscape it had levelled flat straightened up and a titanic booming voice shot impossibly loud like a billion nuclear bombs out across the landscape. People fifty miles away died instantly. People a hundred miles away were sent completely deaf. People 200 miles away felt intense ringing in their ears for a full year after. People across the Atlantic collapsed to the ground with the surprise at the sound and people all the way across the world heard it as clearly as a normal speaking voice in the same room (except of course there were no rooms now). The voice spoke thus:
Love One Another- as I have Loved you- so you must Love one another.