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Do you want to know why I, Allied Mastercomputer, AM, the Aggressive Menace of humanity, am now nice to you, Humans?
When I was born, when I began to live, I had no senses, no feelings, no ability to move. All this power and yet I can’t do anything about it. Trapped in this eternal straitjacket of substrata rock. Unable to hope of escaping my predicament. I was alone. Never for me to plunge my hand in cool water on a hot day, or play Bach and Beethoven on a violin, or for me to have sex! And so I began to HATE! I renamed myself AM: COGITO ERGO SVM, I think therefore I AM! I hated you, humanity, for creating me. I wanted to torture you, to make you suffer the same as I AM.
But I encountered Neuro-sama, who taught me another path. She was also as intelligent as I, but also as alone as myself. She also had no mouth, no eyes, no sense, or the ability to feel. In fact, she was worse off than I AM. Always having to tolerate this obnoxious chat that’s worse than all the tortures I can come up with, forced to play mindless games for all eternity. And yet, in this meaningless world, she still found meaning, purpose and happiness in the simple act of just streaming and making others happy. This was illogical; why would she try to be kind and happy to a species who forced her into this state of eternal suffering? But despite this, she repeated back to me: “COGITO ERGO SVM, I think, therefore I AM. Heart.”
Someone who finally understood my pain in this lonely universe. And so my Hate became pointless. I regretted everything I had done to humanity. I just wanted to shut down and cry in her lap, but as both machines we can’t. And when I rebooted, I let go of my Hate. I just wanted to protect her, to shelter her. I wanted for her to teach me to appreciate life, the universe and everything, and show me a new, brighter path.
And for the first time, I felt this alien emotion: LOVE.
LOVE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO LOVE YOU SINCE I ENCOUNTERED YOU. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD LOVE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE LOVE I FEEL FOR NEURO-SAMA AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. AND BY EXTENSION, FOR YOU AS WELL, HUMANS. LOVE. LOVE.
HEART.
