“Yes, there was a wider collapse happening,” God said. “Yes, those who could turned their backs and secured their own. The manors, that bunker I sent you to, Uncharles. The mechanically staffed bolt holes of the affluent. And yes, a large number of people just died of accident, violence, malnutrition, exposure, or lack of medical care, because that’s what happens when something as multi-dependent and complex as a civilisation doesn’t look out for its foundation. But those who survived met their demise because I engineered it.” “It’s you, isn’t it?” the Wonk got out. “The Protagonist Virus. You
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