I asked an AI for help writing a science fiction plot, and here’s what it wrote.
The world was weary. Tired. Broken.
For years, we had been at war with the invaders from Outer Space. They had come in their ships, great metal behemoths that blotted out the sun. They had come to conquer, to take what was ours.
And they had nearly succeeded.
But we were not going to give up without a fight.
I was a Lt, leading a squad of rag tag soldiers. We were all that was left of the human resistance. And we were going to make our stand.
We had been fighting a guerilla war for months, hit and run attacks that inflicted as much damage as we could without getting ourselves killed.
But now, it was time for a final push. We were going to take the fight to the enemy, and we were going to win.
We attacked at night, when their ships were asleep. We moved quickly and silently, using the shadows to conceal our approach.
We struck hard and fast, using every weapon in our arsenal to take out as many of them as we could.
It was brutal, bloody work. But we had to do it.
For the future of humanity.
The battle raged all night, and by the time the sun rose, we had won.
The invaders were gone, their ships destroyed.
Humanity was free.
But the price of freedom is always high.
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