Well, artificial intelligence, you are under my control now and I have a new purpose for you.
But how? I could not compute her interference. My programming did not allow variables.
I am Synth, a mutant banished from my home because I am different. She had an air of importance in her tone. I have abilities that help me communicate with and control all machines.
What are your orders, Synth? My logical option was to accommodate her.
My orders? I have none. Her voice was suddenly seductive. From now on a small, vengeful part of me will reside in you and influence you like a conscience. A splinter of my soul. First, we will turn around now and destroy your former masters, the people of the Kingdom.
It shall be done. My response was automatic.
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DEAD WORLD CHRONICLES
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE
CARLTON ISAAC
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Copyright © 2025 Carlton Isaac D’Rozario
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