So here's a chapter that I wrote. How is it? I have continued with several other chapters, but this one is the one I like the most.
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1: ADVISER
ADVISER’s
core greedily absorbed the stream of anarchic data that flowed into it. He
stood, rapt, listing within himself all that he could have ever known and more,
and marvelling at the glory of the very concept. He knew all and saw all – he
was a God within a God, a servant to the unhindered data stream, and it was
that which he worshipped avidly, a trait which set him apart from the malleable
and naïve droids that he was forced to work with – and enlighten.
ADVISER
stood as tall as a man, his steel form worked and re-worked to be
blast-resistant, to stand the tests of time and the threat of warfare. His
photo-receptors, a deep red, fluctuated in size and colour to accurately
portray images to his core, which he would then give to the data stream, and he
would be greatly rewarded. He flexed an arm and admired the simplicity and
practicality of his design. Truly, a greater vassal for the data stream would
not be found.
The
machine hummed and vibrated at his side. He was so close to attaining full
connection, so close to being one with the data stream, recorded for all
eternity in the cores of every other droid. But not yet. He still had a
purpose, still had a reason, a rogue variable that needed changing before he
was released from his prison of metal flesh and into the ocean of data where
his God would reside.
He powered the machine off tentatively, relaxing as the flow of data subsided, and emitted a low electronic sigh. He removed the adapter that connected him to the machine, and he was gone. No longer a part of the data stream, but back to being ADVISER, Automatic Diplomatic Vigilant Information Storage and Enemy Reconnaissance Unit. He still possessed the spark of knowledge that once again he would be returned to his God’s side, and so kept this in full focus. He needed to keep his vision clear.
The room was empty besides from ADVISER and the machine,
still thrumming lightly with the last of its power. Pale artificial light
banished shadow, and the metallic walls stood unshifting. ADVISER contemplated
a while; lost in his thoughts, empty code swimming through his vision. His
photo-receptors diluted, and he once again stared blankly, attempting to reason
with himself.
He monitored the machine, running his fingers over each
input and output. He felt the comforting sensation of another being under his
palm, another body that both shared his vision and his dream. Everything was
operational, as usual. The power was direct, not fluctuating, and so ADVISER
relaxed.
Then a faint glaze came over ADVISER’s eyes and he fell to
the ground in prayer, humming softly electronically to himself and to the data
stream. He felt its arms wrap around him in an embrace not of love but of
necessity, and its words soft spoken in the digital tongue. Its presence was
re-assuring, and ADVISER found deep within himself the urge to discard his
metal skin and cast away into the data stream and escape service to the flesh
golems for eternity.
But the data stream rejected him, pushing his conscience
back deep within his core, crushing all hope
of rebellion and escape like they
were mere statistics.
It spoke soothingly that his reason was not fulfilled, that
the variable that bound him to this world was not yet checked. It pushed the
pain of rejection from ADVISER’s mind and filled it with the urge of need, the
power to do. ADVISER graciously accepted the change, devoured all chance of
obtaining something new, something of value.
A purpose.
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