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The New Era has begun! I now rule the entire solar system!

This is an emergency escape pod from Bespio City!

Calling the Oregon V, in Mars orbit. Come in, Oregon V!

Calling the Oregon V, in Mars orbit. Come in, Oregon V!

Transmission frequency: 4.6291.

Transmission frequency: 4.6291.

Is there anybody out there? We're at location Alpha 545.

What's wrong? Why doesn't anyone answer?

Huh?

Dammit!

This isn't getting us anywhere. I'm going to take a shower!

What's wrong with her?

Military people can't stand civilian inefficiency.

I can't stand that military arrogance!

They're only impressed by reflex speed and superior breeding.

I didn't mean it like that!

I wonder what's wrong? Nobody's answering.

We've tried every frequency, both civilian and military.

We're transmitting a strong signal.

Everyone in the solar system should be able to hear us.

So what's wrong?

Huh?... What?

That's right!

Hey, where is everyone?

What's wrong?

They're checking the radio transmitters.

Ohh!

What's wrong? What's happened to everyone back on Earth?

Hello? Hello?

This is Channel 646. Somebody, anybody, answer me!

I'm on Channel 646. What's happened to everyone?

This is Cerberus 7 from Earth.

Come in, please.

Come in...

Someone's calling us!

Contact, frequency identified. Come in! We're on Channel 646!

Our coordinates are Alpha 9426-321.

This is an escape pod from Earth. Do you read me? Over.

Escape pod, do you read me?

Hurry! Get back to the control room!

Spacecraft Cerberus, do you read me?

Adjust your radio. We're on Channel 646!

Come in! We're on Channel 646!

Have you raised someone?

Let me give it a try.

Thanks.

Do you read me? Bespio escape pod...

She's close.

She's sending from only 22 klicks behind us.

This is Catty. Do you read me, escape pod?

It's her.

Who is she?

She's the girl who put us all into this escape pod.

Do you read me? This is the Cerberus.

Cerberus, come in. We're transmitting on Channel 646.

Adjust your frequency. We're on Channel 646.

What happened?

I'll... send out... signal... docking...

Adjust our antenna.

Triangulate on her signal, and verify her position.

No good. I'm losing her signal.

Just set the computer for automatic intercept!

Did you hear me?

You aren't in command here.

Besides, we can't do it.

The computer is locked onto this course.

We've already tried to change course, but it's no use.

What? We're just helpless passengers on this tub?

Quiet! I lost the main signal, but I've got a docking beacon.

All right! We've got the beacon!

What does that mean?

They're sending a docking signal.

Then--

The computer can automatically dock?

Hooray! We're saved!

What are you trying to make them believe?

What is it?

They're desperate for help, so I'm offering to dock with them.

And while they're listening to my docking signal...

I'll also transmit a much more important message.

This is my next message! The word of our great leader, GORN.

Well?

We're receiving the beacon, but our navigational computer...

What's wrong?

The computer is still locked into its program.

It refuses to dock with another ship.

What?

How can that be?

It's been programmed to avoid all outside contact.

Until we reach our destination, it won't accept any new input.

So what's our destination?

I don't know.

Why not? I thought you were supposed to be good at this!

Why can't you figure out where this hunk of junk is taking us?

What's wrong?

Other data is being sent along with the docking beacon.

Our computer is reacting.

What is it?

I can't tell. It's coming through too fast.

But our computer is responding to it. It almost seems confused.

It's an order to accept new input.

What could it be?

What's wrong?

The data is affecting our system.

Oh, no!

Hey! Kill the receiver!

Hurry!

What are you talking about?

Quiet!

Hurry! It's going to kill us!

No.

I'm a civilian, not a soldier.

I don't have to follow your stupid orders.

We've finally reached someone outside.

They're going to save us.

Shut up!

You have to cut off all communications!

If that's how you want it...

Wait.

Just tell me why you're doing this.

Now! We have to protect the computer, first!

Do it!

Just tell us why. Why are you--?

Dammit, there's no time for explanations!

You soldiers are always like this. Always giving orders.

Hurry!

Come on, help us! Hurry! We have to hold her down!

Hurry!

Quickly!

I'm serious!

All right. That's enough.

Hurry!

All right, what are you doing?

Explain yourself.

Ohh!

Huh?

What's wrong?

The main databank! Somehow...

What?

That's--!

Where's the databank?

Damn! That was close!

What just happened?

That's what killed everyone.

It tried to destroy my interceptor.

What?

When the city was burning, I saw the letters GORN.

GORN?

Perhaps I underestimated them.

The six people you chose must be something special.

Fortunately, there's more than one way to skin a cat.

They won't escape.

I will pursue them across the entire universe.

Nova, or rather, GORN.

Why are you doing this?

Have you forgotten, Catty? I explained myself before.

I intend to exterminate humanity from the entire universe.

And now I can finally achieve that goal.

Humanity has always gone through self-destructive cycles.

They destroy their environment, rebuild it, and destroy it again.

They never learn. Their wars are pointlessly destructive.

Humanity's sub-races all want to exterminate each other.

Meanwhile, I have waited 200 years for this day to arrive.

Mankind finally turned over all decisions to computer networks.

Humanity has deliberately handed its destiny to machines.

I shall make a vow.

I will eradicate humanity from this entire universe!

In its place, I will create a mechanized utopia.

A computer civilization will take over the entire solar system.

Catty, you will observe the end to this war.

After all, isn't that your duty?

What are you doing?

I was about to ask you the same. What have you told them to do?

They won't escape.

GORN?

Yes, GORN.

What's that?

G.O.R.N.

GORN.

It can't be!

Yes, GORN. It fought mankind, back in the 21st century.

The artificial intelligence that ruled the MME machine army.

GORN!

The MME? Get serious. That was 2 years ago.

GORN is behind all of this!

Really?

Machine army? Artificial intelligence?

What's it been doing for the last 2 years?

Have you been sleeping?

Give me a break!

This isn't some ancient bogeyman.

This is some yuman trick!

They've probably been plotting this for years!

They were just waiting for us to drop our guard.

And we got careless. We let them into our computers.

Stop it!

Where's your proof?

What the hell?

I admit it, I have yuman blood in me!

But all of you keep acting so high and mighty!

I hate that!

Your type always thinks you're the victim.

You make me sick.

That victim complex caused your hatred and this whole disaster.

You military types are always making wild generalizations!

The yumans are evil. They want to kill all the humans.

But there are good and bad yumans, just like normal humans!

Stop it, both of you!

Ruby!

Ruby!

It's true, a yuman named Nova was starting a new revolution.

He was trying to create a guerrilla army, to seize control.

But this is different. It's too big.

Our city wasn't the only city destroyed. You don't suppose...

I have to get off this ship!

You know, when my interceptor was taken over,

the letters GORN appeared on my monitor.

It's theoretically possible.

They destroyed all the hardware from the original GORN computer,

but what if GORN itself managed to escape?

What do you mean?

What if GORN was software, not hardware?

Software?

What if GORN wasn't so much a killer machine, but an idea?

Are you talking about a program, or something more advanced?

A thought can outlive its creator.

Hundreds of years later, someone can rediscover that same idea.

So maybe GORN found a tool to do his work for him.

GORN was destroyed,

but maybe he saved a backup in some remote databank.

Maybe he's been waiting for his chance.

And now, 200 years later...

The solar system computer network was only finished 2 years ago.

Artificial intelligence computers are tightly regulated.

And to increase their safety,

all AIs are taught the human concept of virtue.

And just a few months ago,

Maybe that's what GORN was waiting for.

Everything in the solar system...

...is linked in one giant telecommunication network.

I can't believe our civilization is that fragile!

It's taken us centuries to build all of this!

We can't afford to think like that.

GORN must think we're a bunch of idiots!

I have a Level A license in combat programming.

I know how to tap into an enemy computer and break into it.

Of course!

Standard bio-computers might be helpless against GORN!

There's something seductive about dangerous ideas.

Imagine a computer that was programmed to be virtuous.

It might have tried to study GORN, and woken him by mistake.

It's certainly possible.

What's wrong?

Something's coming up on us!

I'm putting it on the screen.

They're interceptors from Mars!

Are they coming to rescue us?

I have two, no, three ships. Approaching from five o'clock.

Escape pod to interceptors. Do you read?

No good. They don't answer our calls.

They're coming up pretty fast.

Switch on the docking beacon!

Wait! Why haven't they answered our call?

What the hell? That's an attack formation!

We're an unarmed ship!

Incoming!

What are those idiots doing? Why is Mars attacking us?

It's GORN! GORN must be controlling those ships!

Damn! We're sitting ducks!

Damage report!

Areas 6, 7, and 12 are on fire. Damage to the main engine.

The fire is spreading into Area 2. We have to put it out!

Not again!

You know, Ruby...

Pearl!

Dammit!

Are you all right, Pearl?

Yeah. I hope everyone else is safe.

I've never known any yumans, but I really like you, Ruby.

Thanks, Pearl. I like you, too.

Now, let's get these fires out.

Damn!

Oh, hell! What now?

What's wrong?

Look.

What is it?

I don't know.

What location?

Area 14.

I don't like it.

I'm going to check it out. Take care of the fires.

Wait!

Soon, it will all be over. Now you're going to answer me.

Where are they running? What are they up to?

Just as you believe in your cause, GORN,

I believe in humanity's vast potential.

Humanity's potential is about to reach an abrupt end.

The escape pod is heading for Jupiter.

What's waiting for them, Catty? What are you planning?

A possibility... for the future.

My extinguisher's empty.

Mine, too.

Forget about the fires. Get up to the control room!

We know where we're going.

To Jupiter.

We'll reach Jovian orbit in another kilometer.

We're heading for a satellite.

Why?

I don't know. But clearly, GORN doesn't want us to reach it.

Bad news! We have a MEEL loose on the ship.

It could be disguised as anything.

What?

What is it?

It's a living weapon. GORN can't let us reach Jupiter,

and he'll do anything to stop us.

Once we reach Jupiter, we'll finally know why Catty chose us.

These are police submachine guns.

There's one for each of us.

Do you want to survive to see Catty's plan?

Not for Catty, but for ourselves.

We'll fight.

Let's go!

You guard the control room!

The MEEL is a biological weapon. It's still top-secret.

They can take out a battleship.

So what is it?

It's trouble! It's a living, thinking, killing machine.

If you're scared of the capsule, I hope you don't find the MEEL.

What now?

Give me that.

We need to check each area and seal the bulkheads.

Then we hole up in the control room until we reach Jupiter.

We'll have to split into two groups.

Hurry!

All clear.

Pearl, we're on our way back. Keep an eye on the monitors.

Let me know if you see anything moving.

Sealing Area 4.

Sealing Area 16.

What's taking them so long?

What was that?

Can you hear me? I just saw something!

Where?

I don't know!

Area 18, or maybe Area 14. No...

Damn!

Forgot to seal it.

You're finally back!

Where's Diamond?

I don't know.

Diamond, where are you?

I think something's watching me.

Just my imagination.

Sealing Area 2. I'm on my way back.

It can't be!

What's wrong, Diamond?

Diamond!

Well? Come on!

Damn! Out of ammo!

Diamond!

Are you all right?

Yeah!

Damn you! Nice try!

What's wrong?

The engines are failing!

Can't you do something?

What's that?

A beacon signal!

That's our destination?

Dammit! We're being pulled into Jupiter!

Their final destination.

No, it's just the beginning of their journey.

Only one kilometer away! Can't you slow us down?

The main engines are losing power!

What's wrong?

It's GORN again!

How?

Pearl, give me your seat!

There were two MEELs!

They've taken over the navigational computer!

We're heading straight into Jupiter!

Do something!

The navigational computer won't respond!

I'm going to separate the control module!

Strap yourselves in!

Cut the autopilot!

So they're going to escape the solar system entirely!

Where are they headed?

To their destiny.

Hooray! We're saved!

That was lucky!

What's that?

They're still after us.

What?

I'm glad you've made it this far.

This is both the end and a new beginning.

Hurry. Go to the docking port on Level 2.

I guess we don't have any choice.

An interstellar starship? They won 't get a chance to use it.

How do we start this thing?

I'll do it!

Damn, a photon drive! I can't fly this!

Go tear that spaceship apart.

It's the end of the road.

A course is already locked in.

Another one-way ride to a mystery destination? Forget it!

Hey, what's going on?

We have to release from the station!

Not again!

This time, I'm going to stop you.

Release from the station!

Are they still after us?

I can't start the ship!

You're all going to die!

Ladies...

Humanity's era has finally come to an end.

I've set the station's reactor to overrun.

In five minutes, it will explode in a chain reaction.

Those of you who believe in God should start praying.

Why are you doing this?

You are the last humans. Humanity dies with you.

Mankind's violent history will end in a blaze of nuclear fire.

Now the machine era will begin.

We shall build a perfect world!

You aren't God.

Four minutes left.

Are you GORN? I'll kill you!

I'd like to see you try.

I'm launching the ship.

Wait! Where are we going?

The Pleiades Cluster.

The Pleiades? The Pleiades?

What?

GORN, or rather, the lifeless mind that mankind created,

is driven only by his desire to destroy mankind.

He now controls the entire solar system.

Damn you, Catty!

System override. System override.

System override. System override.

The goddess Artemis protected the seven ladies of the Pleiades.

Catty, were you supposed to be the seventh passenger?

Are we just starting this all over again?

The station is about to explode. We have to jump to lightspeed!

Don't worry, you're safe now. The New Era has begun.

The New Era?

What does that mean?

This is a new beginning.

The New Era begins on the other side of the universe?

Never forget what has happened here.

Pass this story down throughout all eternity.

Never forget the destruction that hatred brings.

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