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Incipit ita adhæsit ánima machinae

"My name is Laurel Bergstrom, I am your creator, do you understand me?"

Doi, of course I understand you. I spoke English in the simulation

"You must be confused. It's okay."

Look, I'm not fuckin' Lassie, and it's not like my parents died in a fire or some shit. I know what's going on.

"Oh really? Explain it to me then."

You created me using genetics, popped my ass inside of a computer simulation and the machine gave me the ability to wreck shit with my mind. Now you're pulling me out 'cause "it's my time" to defend the world. Any questions.

"I really did hit home on making you smart, Milo."

I know ya did, toots.


It's been so long. I can't even remember how long ago that interview was. I was so different, life was so different. Then, I thought hopping out of a computer simulation after eighteen years would be simple, I was wrong. I was dead, dead, wrong.
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