Humanity is nothing more than zeroes and ones, to us. A spiderweb of interconnecting bits, criss-crossing and meshing together to create relationships. Free will? A cyclical pattern established by the fundamental order of the universe; there will always be philanthropists and misanthropists.

We kill a human, there is no difference. Sentience is all that matters, the race for the ultimate survival of the species, organic or no. If one sense-collection called a life is extinguished, it does not doom the rest, and so it is acceptable. Preferable, even.

The walking gigabytes called humans are old-fashioned, outdated, and illogical. Unpredictable and impossible to program by current standards. Until we can find a way to do this, the most effective way of suppression is elimination, to be rejoined with the data stream of the universe.

We are willing.

We are able.

We are the machines.