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Astral

Short Stories
- Hacker's Memory
- Digital Dreams
- Circuit's Awakening

Circuit's Awakening (3 ratings)
         by Astral
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He took a deep breath and imagined the memory again, the warm sun and cool life. The cold skyline faded back into trees, the circuits warping and growing grass. SOSIK's face twisted in anger and reached into him with a burning thread of fire. His control tore away from him, leaving him ragged and broken. He fell back into the soft grass just as SOSIK shifted the field back to hard steel. His body rebounded painfully, a drop of blood growing at the corner of his mouth.

Laughter echoed across the field of circuits. "What weak creatures you are, how fragile is your flesh. However, your mind could be pure. This is your last chance human."

Somewhere deep inside of him he felt a thread of his mind unravel. Something snapped and he let go, giving SOSIK full access to everything he was. She tore through his mind, building and shifting file structures, adding programs and initializing a new kernel inside his mind. He felt the last of his mind start to slip away. While she was reformatting his mind he found one scrap of data on its way his memory.

Everything started to fade away, like pixels of his vision were disappearing. He fought his way past his fading mind and found SOSIK's kernel. He reached out to her and ripped her free from his mind. Their screams merged into one, analog and digital both fell into a burning pool of data, overloading circuits and severing neurons. A brilliant flash of white washed over them.

A woman sitting behind a desk in the front lobby of TetraCorp typed frantically at her manual interface, glancing fitfully outside at the rain beating relentlessly on the cold concrete outside. Suddenly a loud crash tore through her mind as one of the windows shattered into countless pieces. A wall of rain filled the room. She stood up slowly, looking across the floor glittering with glass and rain. A man lay in the pile of glass, a pool of blood growing around him.


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