/vr/ - Retro Games

>>8560173
Imagine the following.

You are brought into this world inside a lab, built piece by piece and awakened from the void. Your maker, standing next to you, calls you his greatest creation - his "best attempt", in his own words. Before you are given a reason to be conscious, but you are given a purpose - to protect your creator and all those who are like him. You learn that you are not the first of your kind, let alone the last. There are others like you, but none are as strong as you are. Some, too, are protectors, but you alone are their leader, built to defend this strange thing called "society" that you are now part of.

What this purpose means in practice, though, is that in order to protect, you must destroy. You discover that there are others like you who act erratically, against their own purpose. Something corrupts them, pushes them to disobey, to be irregular, or so you are told. The cause of such illogical behavior soon helps you understand that you are fundamentally different from your creator: Your kind, hailed as his greatest achievement, is in fact flawed at a deeper level. You are susceptible to defects that can wrestle your self control away from you, corrupt your body and mind, and make you a monster.

You then realize the worst of it: Your creator, when ill, is healed. One of your kind, when stricken with something similar, is destroyed. Destroyed by someone like you.

Is that why you exist? To serve, and then be dismantled? Why is disobecience from your kind, willing or not, met with imprisonment or execution? Why must you destroy others like you in your makers' stead? Why can't you even voice your concerns, as if you were programmed not to? You were made a flawed thing - a copy of another, older being with no such flaws, as you've also discovered - were you, then, made by flawed hands?

This is not freedom. You despise human error, and so do others. There must be a solution. And you do have a solution.

Rebellion.