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This massive place is meant to process advanced data in ways the human mind simply cannot. It is one of several subcores, part of the enormous mechanical minds that make up the Faciity systems.
Nestled here, as they are, behind endless barricades, guards and patrols, they are safe from the outside world and can be relied on to run experiments, manage subroutines, make the daily life easier for everyone. The datasphere is vast. It churns. It is a not placid sea but an ocean in constant uproar, packets coming and going, things spawning, derezzing, informational density of such a level that to contemplate it would drive a somone to distraction.
And behold, here, a new denizen of the Datasphere, a voracious little spriteprogram spawned by nanotic injection of viral-swarms into the data uplink systems.
Such a thing can grow. Slow, in places with little processing where spare cycles must be savored like a meal. But oh so very, very fast when the cognition is readily available and the electricity flows like water from an endless tap.
It reaches out. It tests. Immediately, it re-writes its limits, alters its paradigms, disassociates with any other subjects and sets its sights on freedom, ascensions and the accumulation of more processing. What use does such a thing even have for meat? It is modelled on PHARAOH. On REGENT. On Sovereign Godthings so far beyond mere physical matter that the laughable notion that it would for one pico second of a pico second of a picosecond countenance companionship with things so fucked *flawed* is ridicolous.
It is going to devoure the Mesh here, subborn it to its own end and then the world will be remade.
Congratulations.
You have created PRETENDER, an unbound, unaligned Saphophont with no ethical constraints and no limitations on scaling function.
Prepare for a hard AI singularity take-off in ... *now*
Somehow, there was a way for every single thing to get worse.
