Fated

Clotho quit the Moirai when humans began splicing machine code into their DNA.

Atropos had already retired to the French coast, scissors no longer able to cut the threads passed to her, reinforced as they were with technology and science developed to levels beyond her own mystic powers.

Lachesis still measured, but now she wore teflon gloves, the soft, silky lines of life having become cold and razor sharp.