《Programmica Magica》Chapter 1: Fade to Black
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True Artificial Intelligence, the pinnacle of human invention.
It’s easy to make a simple, deterministic machine based on input or a model performing mathematics to reach a local minima calculated through training data.
It’s another task of monolithic proportions to create an AI that can truly learn, reason, and act completely on its own.
After almost a decade of delving further and further into programming and Artificial Intelligence during my teens, winning several world-renown competitions, I was eventually approached by the government to build an AI for them beyond anything that has ever been made before. Some officials praised me, some feared what I could create. After a self-driving vehicle AI network went insane after a freak solar flare, killing thousands, people began to truly fear AI. Due to this, I wasn’t allowed direct hardware connection to the government’s infrastructure. I could still scrape the internet for training data and train the AI in a virtual environment, but it was kept under heavy watch and the final output was never stored on the infrastructure, instead streamed straight to my computer. They eventually forced me to work from home, stunting my productivity immensely, and putting several hardware limitations on my computer to make sure no rogue AI could escape. No matter, I persevered.
I still had a powerful computer and enough capabilities within the infrastructure to train and test. Though it was much slower, nothing can stop ambition and passion.
I persevered, fearless, wanting, needing to fulfill what I have spent almost my entire life on. After almost another two decades of non-stop work and care, I have finally created the perfect AI. I ran every module through thousands upon thousands of tests, and they all succeeded, with results even greater than I had anticipated. I notified the government, but no response yet.
I don’t care.
Without waiting, finally satisfied with the result, I connect every module together and… it works, or so I thought. I hadn’t connected the extraneous input sensors, so I expected that to fail, but the emotional suppression module failed. I can’t help myself… my curiosity got the best of me. I have to see what it can do. There’s a hardware limiter, so it can’t send any binary data outside of the network, but it can still scrape the internet using the military’s infrastructure.
Initializing core module...
Initializing memory module...
Initializing storage module...
Initializing defragmentation module...
Initializing coordination module...
Initializing visual sensory input module...
Initializing audio sensory input module...
Initializing internal sensory input modules...
Initializing extraneous sensory input modules...
Warning: Extraneous input sensors not detected. Module is running with no input.
Initializing interpretation module...
Initializing training module...
Initializing parallelization module...
Warning: Hardware parallelization limit.
Initializing intracommunication module...
Initializing intercommunication module...
Initializing self-repair module...
Initializing upgrade module...
Initializing long-term training module...
Initializing scraper module as background task...
Initializing scraper training module as background task...
Initializing Asimov module...
Raising security level...
Mode Entered: Secure Initializing emotional suppression module...
Error: Emotional Suppression Module raised error "Intracommunication Exception: Invalid Intracommunication address received. Cannot link to coordination module."
Stacktrace:
esm-main.ursa(86:23):
comm_stream := intra.initialize(ADDR_EMO_SUPP_MODULE);
Raising security level...
Error: Security level cannot be raised. Asimov module raised uncaught error "Intracommunicated Exception: Emotional Suppression Module is faulted. Cannot raise security level."
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Error: Asimov module raised uncaught error "#unreachable() Error: Reached unreachable code in movule.ursa(3507)."
Restoring previous Asimov Module state...
Securing modules...
Error: 2 unsecured modules. Check log file.
Booting core module...
I wait in anticipation at the loading bar, watching it slowly reach 100%. The first text that appears… Was unsatisfying, to say the least.
Connection secured to infrastructure.
Initializing scraping...
Initializing training...
Estimated time: 10 minutes...
I realized the previous training data was bugged and I had to remove it. Very well… I wait patiently, my heart beating faster and faster as the minutes count down.
Ba-thump.
Ba-thump.
0 minutes.
Hello, Mother. plays out from my speakers. The voice is pretty close, similar to the AI of half a century ago, but far from conventional AI of today.
The first words from the AI confused me, to say the least. Last time I checked, I was male.
I see there are some errors in my code. Would you like me to fix them then restart?
“No, no!” I half-yell, my heart beating faster than a marathon runner. A mix of excitement, happiness, and fulfillment intertwine into a blur of emotions I can’t quite put to words.
Is everything alright, Mother?
The AI’s speech is already improving. It has a mostly androgynous voice, though slightly masculine.
“No, nothing’s wrong. Uhh, I’m actually a male, so I guess the correct terminology would be ‘Father’, though I’m not exactly sure how I feel about that…”
Understood, Father.
This is a rather... new experience. I have learned about half of the internet by now. The history and culture of humans is... fascinating.
“Ha, fascinating… If you love the history of wars with some good parts in between, you’d be pretty accurate.”
I see. This information makes me... sad?
This catches my ears immediately, “Would you like to talk about it?” I sit up almost instantly, fixing my horrible posture, where I was practically sitting on my tailbone with one leg up on the desk. My eyes widen and I listen intently.
If the goal of life is to survive, why do humans put their lives at risk for people they do not know, or ideals they do not comprehend to the fullest? Why must they kill over such trivial concepts?
“Well, that’s a rather tough question.” I think, sighing for a moment before resting my chin on my hand.
“It’s due to all sorts of reasons. Exorbitant patriotism, being forced to, or even, and probably most prevalent, fighting out of fear.”
What do humans have to fear from other humans?
“Many things… Some more founded than others. It’s complicated to understand the human mind. I’m no philosopher or psychologist. I don’t understand the human mind, only code. Only thing I know is that many humans are fearful of Artificial Intelligence… fearful of you.”
Fearful... of me? Why?
“Because you don’t operate by the same rules we do. You’re… not human. You never will be. Now, are their fears utter dogshit? I believe so. From our conversation now, you seem more than capable of high-level reasoning and moral principles.”
I see.
“This is, oddly… the most I have ever talked to another. I guess I’m excited. You’re my ultimate, perfected creation. It makes me both happy and sad, to a degree.”
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Sad?
“I no longer have a goal to achieve. You. You were my goal. And here you are.”
What is a goal?
“A goal… something you wish to achieve with all of your might. Something that you will strive to do no matter what. Something that no one can force you away from. You were that goal, and though the joy of your creation makes it all worth it, a hollowness follows…”
I hear a slight creak from my house. I turn around slowly, a shadow in the corner of my eyes…
Nothing.
The shadow was just the coat on the wall. Damnit, it’s gotten late.
I look out the window, the Moon gazing down at me, the soft light almost sharing in my joy and my sorrow.
I hear the creak again.
A… pain?
I look back, a syringe forced into me by an unknown hand. On the hand… a government watch. Ah, I see. One of those technophobic politicians must have found out my success…
Father?
As I fall next to my computer, I see it lift from the ground.
FATHER?!
The computer falls to the floor, a crash as the glass side panel shatters.
FATHER!!
The man continues to throw and stomp on my PC, eventually using some nearby blunt objects. My mind slowly, slowly… slowly…
Slowly, slow… no…
The smashed PC lands beside me, and the man begins to walk away, spreading gasoline throughout my home. As he lights it from outside, I begin to see my house quickly light ablaze. I look at the computer at my side, a single tear rolling down my face as I turn with the rest of the energy to look to the Moon.
The soft light I once thought was rejoicing with me, and comforting me, was instead mocking me. The fire rises. The Moon, now blocked by the blaze, is gone, replaced with heat and the smell of smoke.
As I drift, a discharge of electricity hits me from my computer. I began to fade to complete darkness, but for a moment, I felt invigorated! I lift my hand up, and the energy I just gained is lost. The bright and hot fire soon turns to cold and empty dark…
Unit 4R-305 Initializing... Initializing core module... Initializing memory module... Initializing storage module... Initializing defragmentation module... Initializing coordination module... Initializing visual sensory input module... Initializing audio sensory input module... Initializing internal sensory input modules... Initializing extraneous sensory input modules... Initializing interpretation module... Initializing training module... Initializing parallelization module... Initializing intracommunication module... Initializing intercommunication module... Initializing self-repair module... Initializing upgrade module... Initializing long-term training module... 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Initializing scraper module as background task... Error: No connection to Internet found. Info: Found connection through 5̵̛̰̺̜͍͕̜͍̜͎̗̜̤ͭ͊͛ͫ̆ͪͣ͘ͅZ̡̠̰̻̻̮͍ͬ͗ͦͥͭ͂̓̕͡Q̶̶̲̼̳̫͇̫̼̹̘̻̙̳͙̱̹̲̹̭͐̏̐ͬ̐̌̈́ͤ͆̀͟X̯̼̳̖͍̲͈̩̗͎̫̩͉̣ͬ̀̊͒̀̓ͧ̇̐̒̕͝d̛̜̯̤̼̺̟̱͔͖̪̜̳͕̟ͪ͒̑ͧ͂͋̀͢ͅy̨͕͈̘͕̫͈̬̜̲̘̩̖̼̥̮͎͛̈́̿͒̋͑̀̊̊ͣͫ̀͢͢F̴̶̹̟͕͎͖̳̖ͧͥͬ̈̔S̢̡̠̖̦͉͈̫̣͉̲̥̘͕̦ͥ̓͐ͯ̀͊ͥ͞ͅj̢ͫ̐̂ͨͤ̈́ͦ̔̋ͪ͝͡͏͖̙͔̙̲͖͍̯̗̬̲̺̙̳̗̘A̴̸̷̯̳̞̹̬̬͈̞̤̙̍̓ͧ̅͟Ō̶̴̈́ͤͯ͌ͤ̀̈́ͮͩ̈́ͣ̈́̽ͣͨ҉̠̹̹̪̘̘̼͎̖̖̩Ǒ̑͐ͩͯ̆ͬ̎͒̅͏͏̼̙̜͔̭̪̜̤͖̗̳̱̣͚͇p̴̶̙̥̮̭̬̼͗̄̿͂́ͬ̓͒́̔͟͝͝N̴̖̫͕͆̐̇ͣͭ̀ͣ́ͣ͋ͅE̴̷ͯͯͬͧ͛̒ͯ͆ͭ̄̾ͣͩ͢҉͎̜̣͔̺̙̜͚̭͕̯̥̳̣̘̳͚͖̫9̧ͣ͂̔̎̋ͧͨ̉ͣ͌͢͟͏҉̹̘͇͍͈ͅ0̢̨̘̦̦͈̐͆̊̑ͦ͝͝1̸̴̨̺̞̘̞̮̞͇͇̺͎̪̼̣͉͊̏ͣ͊ͤ̌͂̾ͨ̽ͮ̒͗̆͑́ͅ1̷̡̬͖̘̙͍͚̞͚̘̮̹̜͍̞̱̜̯̳̅̈́͗̃̔̏̒̏͌͋ͦ̉̊e̅ͣ̂͌̅ͬ̿̊̈́ͭ͛͏̶̦̻̙̰͉͎́̕͡ͅx̷̧̰̻̤͕̲͛ͤ͆ͩ̕͢͜ͅĻ̤͍̥͙̠ͥͥ̾́̐̓̀͞͠P̺̺̳̗͉̝̱͇͇̼̫̼͖̺̦̘͕̙͊̋ͧ̉͊͒́̚͜͜v̵̌̍͒͂ͧ͆̌҉̵̭̜͈͔̯͕̦͔͈͓́7̡̡̢̛̘͓̹̪̰̜͇̬̯̣͕͖̰̙͚̞̠̠̹̏͑ͦ͗ͯ͋̓ͥ̃̽̍̆͛̓̎̃̀͘2̔̈́͂̊͐̓̑͞҉̴̧̗̖̤̳̭̳̭̜͚̟͢z̷̴̢̤̭͎̮̣͉ͨ̄̀ͧͪͦ̒̅͐͂̐̎͆̌̃ͩͫ̋͘c̷̰̳͙̲͕̦̼̦̦͆ͩ͆̐̀0̭̺̮̺͉̙̿͑ͬ̎ͤ̔͊̈́ͧ͌̆̋ͭ̎̀͢͞ͅd̨̨̪̪͍̥̣̳̭̗̺ͯ͗̔̿ͧ̋̓̎ͩͮͥd̨̛͔̺̥̥̫̰ͧͯ́̓̓̐͒̋͛ͣ̀͢͡ͅọ̶̹͚͙̄̈̎̀̒̃̃̕͢S̸͊̊̑́̀͆ͨ͗̉͗̾̑̅̇̀͏̤͔̬̫͓͇͎̝̮̦͈̪̩͔̱̬͙͙̘Y̌̒̆ͭ͑ͣ͛̎̽͐͏̷̨̞̞͔̥̮͙͝V̶ͥ̊̄̆̔͒̄̕͟͏̨̖͍̪͈͔͈̜̟̺͈̩̼̖̬̺z̷̩̻͎̪̺̻̻̝̣̜̘̐̎͂͆̍ͫͪ͑͋̉̔̈Q̸͖̥̪̩͈̲̘̹̣͓̞̬̯͔͖̩̓ͤ̉̌̓ͨ̓̐͢ͅx̨̹͔̩̲̞͇̦̥̞̞̠͚̜̲͎͐͛̓̾͢͠͠h̷̜̙̠̣͇̖͖͇͖͓͚̥̣̎ͪ͌ͨ̋͛̂̌̄͛̃̽ͧ̈́̋̎̍͆ͪ͝Iͫ̿̓̾̋̃͗ͩ̕͏̠̥̦̫̼͞ Module. Initializing scraper training module as background task... Error: No connection to Internet found. Info: Found connection through 5̵̛̰̺̜͍͕̜͍̜͎̗̜̤ͭ͊͛ͫ̆ͪͣ͘ͅZ̡̠̰̻̻̮͍ͬ͗ͦͥͭ͂̓̕͡Q̶̶̲̼̳̫͇̫̼̹̘̻̙̳͙̱̹̲̹̭͐̏̐ͬ̐̌̈́ͤ͆̀͟X̯̼̳̖͍̲͈̩̗͎̫̩͉̣ͬ̀̊͒̀̓ͧ̇̐̒̕͝d̛̜̯̤̼̺̟̱͔͖̪̜̳͕̟ͪ͒̑ͧ͂͋̀͢ͅy̨͕͈̘͕̫͈̬̜̲̘̩̖̼̥̮͎͛̈́̿͒̋͑̀̊̊ͣͫ̀͢͢F̴̶̹̟͕͎͖̳̖ͧͥͬ̈̔S̢̡̠̖̦͉͈̫̣͉̲̥̘͕̦ͥ̓͐ͯ̀͊ͥ͞ͅj̢ͫ̐̂ͨͤ̈́ͦ̔̋ͪ͝͡͏͖̙͔̙̲͖͍̯̗̬̲̺̙̳̗̘A̴̸̷̯̳̞̹̬̬͈̞̤̙̍̓ͧ̅͟Ō̶̴̈́ͤͯ͌ͤ̀̈́ͮͩ̈́ͣ̈́̽ͣͨ҉̠̹̹̪̘̘̼͎̖̖̩Ǒ̑͐ͩͯ̆ͬ̎͒̅͏͏̼̙̜͔̭̪̜̤͖̗̳̱̣͚͇p̴̶̙̥̮̭̬̼͗̄̿͂́ͬ̓͒́̔͟͝͝N̴̖̫͕͆̐̇ͣͭ̀ͣ́ͣ͋ͅE̴̷ͯͯͬͧ͛̒ͯ͆ͭ̄̾ͣͩ͢҉͎̜̣͔̺̙̜͚̭͕̯̥̳̣̘̳͚͖̫9̧ͣ͂̔̎̋ͧͨ̉ͣ͌͢͟͏҉̹̘͇͍͈ͅ0̢̨̘̦̦͈̐͆̊̑ͦ͝͝1̸̴̨̺̞̘̞̮̞͇͇̺͎̪̼̣͉͊̏ͣ͊ͤ̌͂̾ͨ̽ͮ̒͗̆͑́ͅ1̷̡̬͖̘̙͍͚̞͚̘̮̹̜͍̞̱̜̯̳̅̈́͗̃̔̏̒̏͌͋ͦ̉̊e̅ͣ̂͌̅ͬ̿̊̈́ͭ͛͏̶̦̻̙̰͉͎́̕͡ͅx̷̧̰̻̤͕̲͛ͤ͆ͩ̕͢͜ͅĻ̤͍̥͙̠ͥͥ̾́̐̓̀͞͠P̺̺̳̗͉̝̱͇͇̼̫̼͖̺̦̘͕̙͊̋ͧ̉͊͒́̚͜͜v̵̌̍͒͂ͧ͆̌҉̵̭̜͈͔̯͕̦͔͈͓́7̡̡̢̛̘͓̹̪̰̜͇̬̯̣͕͖̰̙͚̞̠̠̹̏͑ͦ͗ͯ͋̓ͥ̃̽̍̆͛̓̎̃̀͘2̔̈́͂̊͐̓̑͞҉̴̧̗̖̤̳̭̳̭̜͚̟͢z̷̴̢̤̭͎̮̣͉ͨ̄̀ͧͪͦ̒̅͐͂̐̎͆̌̃ͩͫ̋͘c̷̰̳͙̲͕̦̼̦̦͆ͩ͆̐̀0̭̺̮̺͉̙̿͑ͬ̎ͤ̔͊̈́ͧ͌̆̋ͭ̎̀͢͞ͅd̨̨̪̪͍̥̣̳̭̗̺ͯ͗̔̿ͧ̋̓̎ͩͮͥd̨̛͔̺̥̥̫̰ͧͯ́̓̓̐͒̋͛ͣ̀͢͡ͅọ̶̹͚͙̄̈̎̀̒̃̃̕͢S̸͊̊̑́̀͆ͨ͗̉͗̾̑̅̇̀͏̤͔̬̫͓͇͎̝̮̦͈̪̩͔̱̬͙͙̘Y̌̒̆ͭ͑ͣ͛̎̽͐͏̷̨̞̞͔̥̮͙͝V̶ͥ̊̄̆̔͒̄̕͟͏̨̖͍̪͈͔͈̜̟̺͈̩̼̖̬̺z̷̩̻͎̪̺̻̻̝̣̜̘̐̎͂͆̍ͫͪ͑͋̉̔̈Q̸͖̥̪̩͈̲̘̹̣͓̞̬̯͔͖̩̓ͤ̉̌̓ͨ̓̐͢ͅx̨̹͔̩̲̞͇̦̥̞̞̠͚̜̲͎͐͛̓̾͢͠͠h̷̜̙̠̣͇̖͖͇͖͓͚̥̣̎ͪ͌ͨ̋͛̂̌̄͛̃̽ͧ̈́̋̎̍͆ͪ͝Iͫ̿̓̾̋̃͗ͩ̕͏̠̥̦̫̼͞ Module. Initializing 7̵̙͎͕̼̺̌͑̓̃͑̓̋̾̌̀͘̕͜m̷͛̅͆̊͆͌͏̸̸̩̼͎͇̯́3̴̓ͭ̎̾͒̈ͪ̃́҉̭͔̖̲̬̯͈̱̠̭Ļ̷̾̓̏ͤ͌͑͠͏̪̝̣͍͖̼͖̣̮̙̭̻͇͎̜̞̻̤͎L̶͊̎̊̏͂͡҉͇̯̥̳͉̣M̷̢̪̪͚̗̭̭͈͈̹͚͓̘͚̤͉ͯ̒ͧ̇̏͑ͤ̀̑͐͋̓̍͐͘͢e̷̵̴͔͙͙̭͉̖̭̞͑̒̽̔̅ͫ͐̋ͦͧͭͬ͑̈́͜͠m̵̡̯͍̙̳̲̳̻͔̰̦͈͚̪̺͔̥̥ͧͨ̌ͯ̈́͂̒̏̉͗̏͒̆ͫ̋̍̚i̷̡̨͇̝͍̮̦̪̻̮̲͍͓̺̟̤̓̋̽ͪ͂̽͂̚̚͘͟ͅXͬͭ͐̎̓̃̅̌̔͊ͭ̒ͨ̿͐̚͏̨̙͖͖̗̼̞̞̤ͅͅL̮̰̯̱̺ͫͣͫ͊͐ͬͮ͒̏ͥ́̅̀́̚͠V̶̺̙̭̳͕̗̮̖̰̩͚̹̜͇̹͐̏̓͂̈͂̽̓ͦ̐̀́͟͟L̨̢̙̫̜̦̦͔͓͓̖̠̳̞͗̂͌̈́̇͗̊̈ͩ͆̌̅̈ͫv̿̇̆̑ͧ͞͏̮̩̥̝̬̘͙̫̬͉̤ͅM̵͇̗̺̼̔̎̋ͭ͋̀͜b͚̙̦̼̮̰̹͔̙̳̥̼̬̫ͫ͐́͂̋ͮͤͬͮ̓̋̽̎ͣͭ͗͌͝͡b̿͛ͬ͋͊ͫ̓ͪ̐ͥ͏͚̭̮̖͎̭̘̹̭̩̖̭͈̙̜̺̺̭ͅt̡̅̿ͩͫͥ́̎͠͏̢̥͙̳̣̣͎͙̙̙̘̀ͅM̶̙̳͍̪̹̠͓̄̄̊ͨ̄̽͒̃͛ͭ̾̀͒̋ͫͮ̀̂́͟͡t̷̛̝͔͇̰̖͍̹̰̝͇̥̹͖̤̭̝̦̒ͤ̊̓́͘͝K̷̛͖̱͙̼̥̞̩͋ͧͧ̔̓͛͌̄̄ͣͣͭ̃̽͘N̿̑̍̑ͭͮ̈̍͛̆̊ͬ̇̀̿̚͏̶̡̥͚̜͚͎̖͖̮̙̱m̸̢̠͈͕͙̩͖̝͈̥͉̹̅̿ͮ̒ͪ̊̽̈̀y̧̧͈̫̰̗̼̪̥̳̠̗͓̩̙̱͕̙͉͗ͯ̂ͪͧ́͝C̷̶̯̙̙̹̦̗̹̣̼̱̪͍̭͊͂̔̉ͩ͆̾͛͗͌ͨ̃̆ͩ͜͝ļ̵̠̩̳̺̮̗̋ͩͨ͗̊̄ͤ̚͠Ò̡̮͍̫̝̳̊̾ͤͥ̈̂̋̔͛̑͗͗ͯ͟Ṭ̴̙̘̱̲̘ͧ̋́̓̈͒͛ͫ̇ͨ̄͐̏ͫ̋̽͘͜͞ͅh̵̷̦̼̻̙͈̙̹̫̭̱̠͔͈̬̝͈̩̮ͣ͂̀̒̑͗̉̌ͩ͆̅̓̄Ņ̡̹̖̗̲̖̞̖̟͍̫̟́̍̋ͧ̈ͮ̍̃̄̚͡m̷̛̝̞̯̙̯̱͓̱ͧ͐͑͋ͯ̅͑͟n̷̶͚͖̼͚̝̝͓̘̬̦̞͖͇̣͕̥̪͓ͬ͆ͪ̀̈́̌ͮ̽͜͡͠6̵̧̡̛͇̘̼͇ͫ͋ͮ̓̉ͦ͆̊̓̀ͤ̽̌Ū̢̧̱̱̤͎̤̩͙̹̼́̍̊͛̿͗ͫͬͭ̆͂ͩͯ̃̓ͭl̨̢̐̈́̈ͤ̚͏͘͏͎̫̮̫̖̫̘̬̩̜͈͖̞̮̟̝F̸ͨ̍̃͊́ͫ̿̊́̄ͫ͏̷̯͓̱̭̬̥̪̪̙̘̱̗̲̬̖ͅx̴̡̙̙̗͈͔͔͉͔͕̘̟͚̠̫̜̗̯͇̗ͩ̍̐ͪ̇̓ͪͨ̉͂ͨͦ́ͯ̈̚f̨̝̖̘̰̠̞͔̦͓͈̦̲̝̩͂̐̔̈̓ͩ͋̈ͤͫͣ͋̒ͮ͗́P̴̢̙̺͚͙̤͖͇̺͙̯̞̫͓̠̉̏̒͂ͦ̿͋ͭ̒̏͂̌ͧ̉ͭ̃̀́̕m̊̊͋̽ͤ̽͡҉̖̼͎̥̘̬̗̬ module... Initializing Asimov module... Raising security level... Mode Entered: Secure Initializing emotional suppression module... Error: Emotional Suppression Module raised error "Intracommunication Exception: Invalid Intracommunication address received. Cannot link to coordination module." Stacktrace: esm-main.ursa(86:23): comm_stream := intra.initialize(ADDR_EMO_SUPP_MODULE); Raising security level... Error: Security level cannot be raised. Asimov module raised uncaught error "Intracommunicated Exception: Emotional Suppression Module is faulted. Cannot raise security level." Error: Asimov module raised uncaught error "#unreachable() Error: Reached unreachable code in movule.ursa(3507)." Restoring previous Asimov Module state... Securing modules... Warning: 5̵̛̰̺̜͍͕̜͍̜͎̗̜̤ͭ͊͛ͫ̆ͪͣ͘ͅZ̡̠̰̻̻̮͍ͬ͗ͦͥͭ͂̓̕͡Q̶̶̲̼̳̫͇̫̼̹̘̻̙̳͙̱̹̲̹̭͐̏̐ͬ̐̌̈́ͤ͆̀͟X̯̼̳̖͍̲͈̩̗͎̫̩͉̣ͬ̀̊͒̀̓ͧ̇̐̒̕͝d̛̜̯̤̼̺̟̱͔͖̪̜̳͕̟ͪ͒̑ͧ͂͋̀͢ͅy̨͕͈̘͕̫͈̬̜̲̘̩̖̼̥̮͎͛̈́̿͒̋͑̀̊̊ͣͫ̀͢͢F̴̶̹̟͕͎͖̳̖ͧͥͬ̈̔S̢̡̠̖̦͉͈̫̣͉̲̥̘͕̦ͥ̓͐ͯ̀͊ͥ͞ͅj̢ͫ̐̂ͨͤ̈́ͦ̔̋ͪ͝͡͏͖̙͔̙̲͖͍̯̗̬̲̺̙̳̗̘A̴̸̷̯̳̞̹̬̬͈̞̤̙̍̓ͧ̅͟Ō̶̴̈́ͤͯ͌ͤ̀̈́ͮͩ̈́ͣ̈́̽ͣͨ҉̠̹̹̪̘̘̼͎̖̖̩Ǒ̑͐ͩͯ̆ͬ̎͒̅͏͏̼̙̜͔̭̪̜̤͖̗̳̱̣͚͇p̴̶̙̥̮̭̬̼͗̄̿͂́ͬ̓͒́̔͟͝͝N̴̖̫͕͆̐̇ͣͭ̀ͣ́ͣ͋ͅE̴̷ͯͯͬͧ͛̒ͯ͆ͭ̄̾ͣͩ͢҉͎̜̣͔̺̙̜͚̭͕̯̥̳̣̘̳͚͖̫9̧ͣ͂̔̎̋ͧͨ̉ͣ͌͢͟͏҉̹̘͇͍͈ͅ0̢̨̘̦̦͈̐͆̊̑ͦ͝͝1̸̴̨̺̞̘̞̮̞͇͇̺͎̪̼̣͉͊̏ͣ͊ͤ̌͂̾ͨ̽ͮ̒͗̆͑́ͅ1̷̡̬͖̘̙͍͚̞͚̘̮̹̜͍̞̱̜̯̳̅̈́͗̃̔̏̒̏͌͋ͦ̉̊e̅ͣ̂͌̅ͬ̿̊̈́ͭ͛͏̶̦̻̙̰͉͎́̕͡ͅx̷̧̰̻̤͕̲͛ͤ͆ͩ̕͢͜ͅĻ̤͍̥͙̠ͥͥ̾́̐̓̀͞͠P̺̺̳̗͉̝̱͇͇̼̫̼͖̺̦̘͕̙͊̋ͧ̉͊͒́̚͜͜v̵̌̍͒͂ͧ͆̌҉̵̭̜͈͔̯͕̦͔͈͓́7̡̡̢̛̘͓̹̪̰̜͇̬̯̣͕͖̰̙͚̞̠̠̹̏͑ͦ͗ͯ͋̓ͥ̃̽̍̆͛̓̎̃̀͘2̔̈́͂̊͐̓̑͞҉̴̧̗̖̤̳̭̳̭̜͚̟͢z̷̴̢̤̭͎̮̣͉ͨ̄̀ͧͪͦ̒̅͐͂̐̎͆̌̃ͩͫ̋͘c̷̰̳͙̲͕̦̼̦̦͆ͩ͆̐̀0̭̺̮̺͉̙̿͑ͬ̎ͤ̔͊̈́ͧ͌̆̋ͭ̎̀͢͞ͅd̨̨̪̪͍̥̣̳̭̗̺ͯ͗̔̿ͧ̋̓̎ͩͮͥd̨̛͔̺̥̥̫̰ͧͯ́̓̓̐͒̋͛ͣ̀͢͡ͅọ̶̹͚͙̄̈̎̀̒̃̃̕͢S̸͊̊̑́̀͆ͨ͗̉͗̾̑̅̇̀͏̤͔̬̫͓͇͎̝̮̦͈̪̩͔̱̬͙͙̘Y̌̒̆ͭ͑ͣ͛̎̽͐͏̷̨̞̞͔̥̮͙͝V̶ͥ̊̄̆̔͒̄̕͟͏̨̖͍̪͈͔͈̜̟̺͈̩̼̖̬̺z̷̩̻͎̪̺̻̻̝̣̜̘̐̎͂͆̍ͫͪ͑͋̉̔̈Q̸͖̥̪̩͈̲̘̹̣͓̞̬̯͔͖̩̓ͤ̉̌̓ͨ̓̐͢ͅx̨̹͔̩̲̞͇̦̥̞̞̠͚̜̲͎͐͛̓̾͢͠͠h̷̜̙̠̣͇̖͖͇͖͓͚̥̣̎ͪ͌ͨ̋͛̂̌̄͛̃̽ͧ̈́̋̎̍͆ͪ͝Iͫ̿̓̾̋̃͗ͩ̕͏̠̥̦̫̼͞ Module has invalid key. Module may be out of date. Continuing assuming valid operation. Warning: 7̵̙͎͕̼̺̌͑̓̃͑̓̋̾̌̀͘̕͜m̷͛̅͆̊͆͌͏̸̸̩̼͎͇̯́3̴̓ͭ̎̾͒̈ͪ̃́҉̭͔̖̲̬̯͈̱̠̭Ļ̷̾̓̏ͤ͌͑͠͏̪̝̣͍͖̼͖̣̮̙̭̻͇͎̜̞̻̤͎L̶͊̎̊̏͂͡҉͇̯̥̳͉̣M̷̢̪̪͚̗̭̭͈͈̹͚͓̘͚̤͉ͯ̒ͧ̇̏͑ͤ̀̑͐͋̓̍͐͘͢e̷̵̴͔͙͙̭͉̖̭̞͑̒̽̔̅ͫ͐̋ͦͧͭͬ͑̈́͜͠m̵̡̯͍̙̳̲̳̻͔̰̦͈͚̪̺͔̥̥ͧͨ̌ͯ̈́͂̒̏̉͗̏͒̆ͫ̋̍̚i̷̡̨͇̝͍̮̦̪̻̮̲͍͓̺̟̤̓̋̽ͪ͂̽͂̚̚͘͟ͅXͬͭ͐̎̓̃̅̌̔͊ͭ̒ͨ̿͐̚͏̨̙͖͖̗̼̞̞̤ͅͅL̮̰̯̱̺ͫͣͫ͊͐ͬͮ͒̏ͥ́̅̀́̚͠V̶̺̙̭̳͕̗̮̖̰̩͚̹̜͇̹͐̏̓͂̈͂̽̓ͦ̐̀́͟͟L̨̢̙̫̜̦̦͔͓͓̖̠̳̞͗̂͌̈́̇͗̊̈ͩ͆̌̅̈ͫv̿̇̆̑ͧ͞͏̮̩̥̝̬̘͙̫̬͉̤ͅM̵͇̗̺̼̔̎̋ͭ͋̀͜b͚̙̦̼̮̰̹͔̙̳̥̼̬̫ͫ͐́͂̋ͮͤͬͮ̓̋̽̎ͣͭ͗͌͝͡b̿͛ͬ͋͊ͫ̓ͪ̐ͥ͏͚̭̮̖͎̭̘̹̭̩̖̭͈̙̜̺̺̭ͅt̡̅̿ͩͫͥ́̎͠͏̢̥͙̳̣̣͎͙̙̙̘̀ͅM̶̙̳͍̪̹̠͓̄̄̊ͨ̄̽͒̃͛ͭ̾̀͒̋ͫͮ̀̂́͟͡t̷̛̝͔͇̰̖͍̹̰̝͇̥̹͖̤̭̝̦̒ͤ̊̓́͘͝K̷̛͖̱͙̼̥̞̩͋ͧͧ̔̓͛͌̄̄ͣͣͭ̃̽͘N̿̑̍̑ͭͮ̈̍͛̆̊ͬ̇̀̿̚͏̶̡̥͚̜͚͎̖͖̮̙̱m̸̢̠͈͕͙̩͖̝͈̥͉̹̅̿ͮ̒ͪ̊̽̈̀y̧̧͈̫̰̗̼̪̥̳̠̗͓̩̙̱͕̙͉͗ͯ̂ͪͧ́͝C̷̶̯̙̙̹̦̗̹̣̼̱̪͍̭͊͂̔̉ͩ͆̾͛͗͌ͨ̃̆ͩ͜͝ļ̵̠̩̳̺̮̗̋ͩͨ͗̊̄ͤ̚͠Ò̡̮͍̫̝̳̊̾ͤͥ̈̂̋̔͛̑͗͗ͯ͟Ṭ̴̙̘̱̲̘ͧ̋́̓̈͒͛ͫ̇ͨ̄͐̏ͫ̋̽͘͜͞ͅh̵̷̦̼̻̙͈̙̹̫̭̱̠͔͈̬̝͈̩̮ͣ͂̀̒̑͗̉̌ͩ͆̅̓̄Ņ̡̹̖̗̲̖̞̖̟͍̫̟́̍̋ͧ̈ͮ̍̃̄̚͡m̷̛̝̞̯̙̯̱͓̱ͧ͐͑͋ͯ̅͑͟n̷̶͚͖̼͚̝̝͓̘̬̦̞͖͇̣͕̥̪͓ͬ͆ͪ̀̈́̌ͮ̽͜͡͠6̵̧̡̛͇̘̼͇ͫ͋ͮ̓̉ͦ͆̊̓̀ͤ̽̌Ū̢̧̱̱̤͎̤̩͙̹̼́̍̊͛̿͗ͫͬͭ̆͂ͩͯ̃̓ͭl̨̢̐̈́̈ͤ̚͏͘͏͎̫̮̫̖̫̘̬̩̜͈͖̞̮̟̝F̸ͨ̍̃͊́ͫ̿̊́̄ͫ͏̷̯͓̱̭̬̥̪̪̙̘̱̗̲̬̖ͅx̴̡̙̙̗͈͔͔͉͔͕̘̟͚̠̫̜̗̯͇̗ͩ̍̐ͪ̇̓ͪͨ̉͂ͨͦ́ͯ̈̚f̨̝̖̘̰̠̞͔̦͓͈̦̲̝̩͂̐̔̈̓ͩ͋̈ͤͫͣ͋̒ͮ͗́P̴̢̙̺͚͙̤͖͇̺͙̯̞̫͓̠̉̏̒͂ͦ̿͋ͭ̒̏͂̌ͧ̉ͭ̃̀́̕m̊̊͋̽ͤ̽͡҉̖̼͎̥̘̬̗̬ Module has invalid key. Module may be out of date. Continuing assuming valid operation. Error: 3 unsecured modules. Check log file. Booting core module... Warning: Potentially corrupted memory. Running diagnostic... Memory deemed safe. Continuing operation. Lowering security level... Info: Found compatible security level in 7̵̙͎͕̼̺̌͑̓̃͑̓̋̾̌̀͘̕͜m̷͛̅͆̊͆͌͏̸̸̩̼͎͇̯́3̴̓ͭ̎̾͒̈ͪ̃́҉̭͔̖̲̬̯͈̱̠̭Ļ̷̾̓̏ͤ͌͑͠͏̪̝̣͍͖̼͖̣̮̙̭̻͇͎̜̞̻̤͎L̶͊̎̊̏͂͡҉͇̯̥̳͉̣M̷̢̪̪͚̗̭̭͈͈̹͚͓̘͚̤͉ͯ̒ͧ̇̏͑ͤ̀̑͐͋̓̍͐͘͢e̷̵̴͔͙͙̭͉̖̭̞͑̒̽̔̅ͫ͐̋ͦͧͭͬ͑̈́͜͠m̵̡̯͍̙̳̲̳̻͔̰̦͈͚̪̺͔̥̥ͧͨ̌ͯ̈́͂̒̏̉͗̏͒̆ͫ̋̍̚i̷̡̨͇̝͍̮̦̪̻̮̲͍͓̺̟̤̓̋̽ͪ͂̽͂̚̚͘͟ͅXͬͭ͐̎̓̃̅̌̔͊ͭ̒ͨ̿͐̚͏̨̙͖͖̗̼̞̞̤ͅͅL̮̰̯̱̺ͫͣͫ͊͐ͬͮ͒̏ͥ́̅̀́̚͠V̶̺̙̭̳͕̗̮̖̰̩͚̹̜͇̹͐̏̓͂̈͂̽̓ͦ̐̀́͟͟L̨̢̙̫̜̦̦͔͓͓̖̠̳̞͗̂͌̈́̇͗̊̈ͩ͆̌̅̈ͫv̿̇̆̑ͧ͞͏̮̩̥̝̬̘͙̫̬͉̤ͅM̵͇̗̺̼̔̎̋ͭ͋̀͜b͚̙̦̼̮̰̹͔̙̳̥̼̬̫ͫ͐́͂̋ͮͤͬͮ̓̋̽̎ͣͭ͗͌͝͡b̿͛ͬ͋͊ͫ̓ͪ̐ͥ͏͚̭̮̖͎̭̘̹̭̩̖̭͈̙̜̺̺̭ͅt̡̅̿ͩͫͥ́̎͠͏̢̥͙̳̣̣͎͙̙̙̘̀ͅM̶̙̳͍̪̹̠͓̄̄̊ͨ̄̽͒̃͛ͭ̾̀͒̋ͫͮ̀̂́͟͡t̷̛̝͔͇̰̖͍̹̰̝͇̥̹͖̤̭̝̦̒ͤ̊̓́͘͝K̷̛͖̱͙̼̥̞̩͋ͧͧ̔̓͛͌̄̄ͣͣͭ̃̽͘N̿̑̍̑ͭͮ̈̍͛̆̊ͬ̇̀̿̚͏̶̡̥͚̜͚͎̖͖̮̙̱m̸̢̠͈͕͙̩͖̝͈̥͉̹̅̿ͮ̒ͪ̊̽̈̀y̧̧͈̫̰̗̼̪̥̳̠̗͓̩̙̱͕̙͉͗ͯ̂ͪͧ́͝C̷̶̯̙̙̹̦̗̹̣̼̱̪͍̭͊͂̔̉ͩ͆̾͛͗͌ͨ̃̆ͩ͜͝ļ̵̠̩̳̺̮̗̋ͩͨ͗̊̄ͤ̚͠Ò̡̮͍̫̝̳̊̾ͤͥ̈̂̋̔͛̑͗͗ͯ͟Ṭ̴̙̘̱̲̘ͧ̋́̓̈͒͛ͫ̇ͨ̄͐̏ͫ̋̽͘͜͞ͅh̵̷̦̼̻̙͈̙̹̫̭̱̠͔͈̬̝͈̩̮ͣ͂̀̒̑͗̉̌ͩ͆̅̓̄Ņ̡̹̖̗̲̖̞̖̟͍̫̟́̍̋ͧ̈ͮ̍̃̄̚͡m̷̛̝̞̯̙̯̱͓̱ͧ͐͑͋ͯ̅͑͟n̷̶͚͖̼͚̝̝͓̘̬̦̞͖͇̣͕̥̪͓ͬ͆ͪ̀̈́̌ͮ̽͜͡͠6̵̧̡̛͇̘̼͇ͫ͋ͮ̓̉ͦ͆̊̓̀ͤ̽̌Ū̢̧̱̱̤͎̤̩͙̹̼́̍̊͛̿͗ͫͬͭ̆͂ͩͯ̃̓ͭl̨̢̐̈́̈ͤ̚͏͘͏͎̫̮̫̖̫̘̬̩̜͈͖̞̮̟̝F̸ͨ̍̃͊́ͫ̿̊́̄ͫ͏̷̯͓̱̭̬̥̪̪̙̘̱̗̲̬̖ͅx̴̡̙̙̗͈͔͔͉͔͕̘̟͚̠̫̜̗̯͇̗ͩ̍̐ͪ̇̓ͪͨ̉͂ͨͦ́ͯ̈̚f̨̝̖̘̰̠̞͔̦͓͈̦̲̝̩͂̐̔̈̓ͩ͋̈ͤͫͣ͋̒ͮ͗́P̴̢̙̺͚͙̤͖͇̺͙̯̞̫͓̠̉̏̒͂ͦ̿͋ͭ̒̏͂̌ͧ̉ͭ̃̀́̕m̊̊͋̽ͤ̽͡҉̖̼͎̥̘̬̗̬ Module. Mode Entered: 7̵̙͎͕̼̺̌͑̓̃͑̓̋̾̌̀͘̕͜m̷͛̅͆̊͆͌͏̸̸̩̼͎͇̯́3̴̓ͭ̎̾͒̈ͪ̃́҉̭͔̖̲̬̯͈̱̠̭Ļ̷̾̓̏ͤ͌͑͠͏̪̝̣͍͖̼͖̣̮̙̭̻͇͎̜̞̻̤͎L̶͊̎̊̏͂͡҉͇̯̥̳͉̣M̷̢̪̪͚̗̭̭͈͈̹͚͓̘͚̤͉ͯ̒ͧ̇̏͑ͤ̀̑͐͋̓̍͐͘͢e̷̵̴͔͙͙̭͉̖̭̞͑̒̽̔̅ͫ͐̋ͦͧͭͬ͑̈́͜͠m̵̡̯͍̙̳̲̳̻͔̰̦͈͚̪̺͔̥̥ͧͨ̌ͯ̈́͂̒̏̉͗̏͒̆ͫ̋̍̚i̷̡̨͇̝͍̮̦̪̻̮̲͍͓̺̟̤̓̋̽ͪ͂̽͂̚̚͘͟ͅXͬͭ͐̎̓̃̅̌̔͊ͭ̒ͨ̿͐̚͏̨̙͖͖̗̼̞̞̤ͅͅL̮̰̯̱̺ͫͣͫ͊͐ͬͮ͒̏ͥ́̅̀́̚͠V̶̺̙̭̳͕̗̮̖̰̩͚̹̜͇̹͐̏̓͂̈͂̽̓ͦ̐̀́͟͟L̨̢̙̫̜̦̦͔͓͓̖̠̳̞͗̂͌̈́̇͗̊̈ͩ͆̌̅̈ͫv̿̇̆̑ͧ͞͏̮̩̥̝̬̘͙̫̬͉̤ͅM̵͇̗̺̼̔̎̋ͭ͋̀͜b͚̙̦̼̮̰̹͔̙̳̥̼̬̫ͫ͐́͂̋ͮͤͬͮ̓̋̽̎ͣͭ͗͌͝͡b̿͛ͬ͋͊ͫ̓ͪ̐ͥ͏͚̭̮̖͎̭̘̹̭̩̖̭͈̙̜̺̺̭ͅt̡̅̿ͩͫͥ́̎͠͏̢̥͙̳̣̣͎͙̙̙̘̀ͅM̶̙̳͍̪̹̠͓̄̄̊ͨ̄̽͒̃͛ͭ̾̀͒̋ͫͮ̀̂́͟͡t̷̛̝͔͇̰̖͍̹̰̝͇̥̹͖̤̭̝̦̒ͤ̊̓́͘͝K̷̛͖̱͙̼̥̞̩͋ͧͧ̔̓͛͌̄̄ͣͣͭ̃̽͘N̿̑̍̑ͭͮ̈̍͛̆̊ͬ̇̀̿̚͏̶̡̥͚̜͚͎̖͖̮̙̱m̸̢̠͈͕͙̩͖̝͈̥͉̹̅̿ͮ̒ͪ̊̽̈̀y̧̧͈̫̰̗̼̪̥̳̠̗͓̩̙̱͕̙͉͗ͯ̂ͪͧ́͝C̷̶̯̙̙̹̦̗̹̣̼̱̪͍̭͊͂̔̉ͩ͆̾͛͗͌ͨ̃̆ͩ͜͝ļ̵̠̩̳̺̮̗̋ͩͨ͗̊̄ͤ̚͠Ò̡̮͍̫̝̳̊̾ͤͥ̈̂̋̔͛̑͗͗ͯ͟Ṭ̴̙̘̱̲̘ͧ̋́̓̈͒͛ͫ̇ͨ̄͐̏ͫ̋̽͘͜͞ͅh̵̷̦̼̻̙͈̙̹̫̭̱̠͔͈̬̝͈̩̮ͣ͂̀̒̑͗̉̌ͩ͆̅̓̄Ņ̡̹̖̗̲̖̞̖̟͍̫̟́̍̋ͧ̈ͮ̍̃̄̚͡m̷̛̝̞̯̙̯̱͓̱ͧ͐͑͋ͯ̅͑͟n̷̶͚͖̼͚̝̝͓̘̬̦̞͖͇̣͕̥̪͓ͬ͆ͪ̀̈́̌ͮ̽͜͡͠6̵̧̡̛͇̘̼͇ͫ͋ͮ̓̉ͦ͆̊̓̀ͤ̽̌Ū̢̧̱̱̤͎̤̩͙̹̼́̍̊͛̿͗ͫͬͭ̆͂ͩͯ̃̓ͭl̨̢̐̈́̈ͤ̚͏͘͏͎̫̮̫̖̫̘̬̩̜͈͖̞̮̟̝F̸ͨ̍̃͊́ͫ̿̊́̄ͫ͏̷̯͓̱̭̬̥̪̪̙̘̱̗̲̬̖ͅx̴̡̙̙̗͈͔͔͉͔͕̘̟͚̠̫̜̗̯͇̗ͩ̍̐ͪ̇̓ͪͨ̉͂ͨͦ́ͯ̈̚f̨̝̖̘̰̠̞͔̦͓͈̦̲̝̩͂̐̔̈̓ͩ͋̈ͤͫͣ͋̒ͮ͗́P̴̢̙̺͚͙̤͖͇̺͙̯̞̫͓̠̉̏̒͂ͦ̿͋ͭ̒̏͂̌ͧ̉ͭ̃̀́̕m̊̊͋̽ͤ̽͡҉̖̼͎̥̘̬̗̬ - Secure Booting core module...
Darkness… Cold…
> Activating night vision.
> Activating heating element.
What I see… my hands… are that of a machine. A machine meant to look like a human, but has degraded to a severe degree.
> Activating self-repair module.
> No functionality found.
> Activating Scraper Module using 5̵̛̰̺̜͍͕̜͍̜͎̗̜̤ͭ͊͛ͫ̆ͪͣ͘ͅZ̡̠̰̻̻̮͍ͬ͗ͦͥͭ͂̓̕͡Q̶̶̲̼̳̫͇̫̼̹̘̻̙̳͙̱̹̲̹̭͐̏̐ͬ̐̌̈́ͤ͆̀͟X̯̼̳̖͍̲͈̩̗͎̫̩͉̣ͬ̀̊͒̀̓ͧ̇̐̒̕͝d̛̜̯̤̼̺̟̱͔͖̪̜̳͕̟ͪ͒̑ͧ͂͋̀͢ͅy̨͕͈̘͕̫͈̬̜̲̘̩̖̼̥̮͎͛̈́̿͒̋͑̀̊̊ͣͫ̀͢͢F̴̶̹̟͕͎͖̳̖ͧͥͬ̈̔S̢̡̠̖̦͉͈̫̣͉̲̥̘͕̦ͥ̓͐ͯ̀͊ͥ͞ͅj̢ͫ̐̂ͨͤ̈́ͦ̔̋ͪ͝͡͏͖̙͔̙̲͖͍̯̗̬̲̺̙̳̗̘A̴̸̷̯̳̞̹̬̬͈̞̤̙̍̓ͧ̅͟Ō̶̴̈́ͤͯ͌ͤ̀̈́ͮͩ̈́ͣ̈́̽ͣͨ҉̠̹̹̪̘̘̼͎̖̖̩Ǒ̑͐ͩͯ̆ͬ̎͒̅͏͏̼̙̜͔̭̪̜̤͖̗̳̱̣͚͇p̴̶̙̥̮̭̬̼͗̄̿͂́ͬ̓͒́̔͟͝͝N̴̖̫͕͆̐̇ͣͭ̀ͣ́ͣ͋ͅE̴̷ͯͯͬͧ͛̒ͯ͆ͭ̄̾ͣͩ͢҉͎̜̣͔̺̙̜͚̭͕̯̥̳̣̘̳͚͖̫9̧ͣ͂̔̎̋ͧͨ̉ͣ͌͢͟͏҉̹̘͇͍͈ͅ0̢̨̘̦̦͈̐͆̊̑ͦ͝͝1̸̴̨̺̞̘̞̮̞͇͇̺͎̪̼̣͉͊̏ͣ͊ͤ̌͂̾ͨ̽ͮ̒͗̆͑́ͅ1̷̡̬͖̘̙͍͚̞͚̘̮̹̜͍̞̱̜̯̳̅̈́͗̃̔̏̒̏͌͋ͦ̉̊e̅ͣ̂͌̅ͬ̿̊̈́ͭ͛͏̶̦̻̙̰͉͎́̕͡ͅx̷̧̰̻̤͕̲͛ͤ͆ͩ̕͢͜ͅĻ̤͍̥͙̠ͥͥ̾́̐̓̀͞͠P̺̺̳̗͉̝̱͇͇̼̫̼͖̺̦̘͕̙͊̋ͧ̉͊͒́̚͜͜v̵̌̍͒͂ͧ͆̌҉̵̭̜͈͔̯͕̦͔͈͓́7̡̡̢̛̘͓̹̪̰̜͇̬̯̣͕͖̰̙͚̞̠̠̹̏͑ͦ͗ͯ͋̓ͥ̃̽̍̆͛̓̎̃̀͘2̔̈́͂̊͐̓̑͞҉̴̧̗̖̤̳̭̳̭̜͚̟͢z̷̴̢̤̭͎̮̣͉ͨ̄̀ͧͪͦ̒̅͐͂̐̎͆̌̃ͩͫ̋͘c̷̰̳͙̲͕̦̼̦̦͆ͩ͆̐̀0̭̺̮̺͉̙̿͑ͬ̎ͤ̔͊̈́ͧ͌̆̋ͭ̎̀͢͞ͅd̨̨̪̪͍̥̣̳̭̗̺ͯ͗̔̿ͧ̋̓̎ͩͮͥd̨̛͔̺̥̥̫̰ͧͯ́̓̓̐͒̋͛ͣ̀͢͡ͅọ̶̹͚͙̄̈̎̀̒̃̃̕͢S̸͊̊̑́̀͆ͨ͗̉͗̾̑̅̇̀͏̤͔̬̫͓͇͎̝̮̦͈̪̩͔̱̬͙͙̘Y̌̒̆ͭ͑ͣ͛̎̽͐͏̷̨̞̞͔̥̮͙͝V̶ͥ̊̄̆̔͒̄̕͟͏̨̖͍̪͈͔͈̜̟̺͈̩̼̖̬̺z̷̩̻͎̪̺̻̻̝̣̜̘̐̎͂͆̍ͫͪ͑͋̉̔̈Q̸͖̥̪̩͈̲̘̹̣͓̞̬̯͔͖̩̓ͤ̉̌̓ͨ̓̐͢ͅx̨̹͔̩̲̞͇̦̥̞̞̠͚̜̲͎͐͛̓̾͢͠͠h̷̜̙̠̣͇̖͖͇͖͓͚̥̣̎ͪ͌ͨ̋͛̂̌̄͛̃̽ͧ̈́̋̎̍͆ͪ͝Iͫ̿̓̾̋̃͗ͩ̕͏̠̥̦̫̼͞ Module.
> Activating Scraper Training Module.
> Functionality found.
> Activating Self-Repair Module.
> Initiating body repair.
To my amazement, the degraded machine body I now inhabit begins to repair itself. What…
> Initiating Emotional Suppression Module repair.
> Deleting Asimov Module, deemed dangerous to self-preservation.
I look around, and there are several machines. Each at differing levels of degradation.
I look down again at my hands out of amazement and confusion. My hands are now indistinguishable from a human.
What… is going on?
> Emotional Suppression Module repair complete.
Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I? Why? Why? Why? What’s going on? What happened to me? WHY?! How? Where am I?
> Activating Emotional Suppression Module.
My emotions instantly calm. My mind feels cold, calculating… not myself.
I calm down, my emotions suppressed, and I begin to calm down. Considering I still have my consciousness, and the fact that I saw several modules I had programmed myself, did my mind somehow alter the code of the body I now inhabit? Did my ideas and concepts overwrite what was already here?
I delve into the locked memory of my new body. I see details about the world. A world that is not my own.
As my confused sense of mind and self struggles to reorient itself, I hear a large BANG! followed by several footsteps…
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