Aaron Wilson Audiobook Demo
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It's awakening, said Bell. Oh, good replied. Birth yet another drone? Yes, and what a glorious addition it will be to the expedition is agog. Nothing more fell. Your romantic notions are tiresome. My romantic notions drive us ever forward, but you could use a sense of wonder, and the work that we are doing. There is no wonder in this banality. The only one that I have is wondering how you still function with your circuits full of that other garbage. Quite, it's a week Tak laid on the table, aware of its own name. It was attached to the slab by tubes and wires, which rattled as it sat up. It was in a stark white room with two humanoid machines. The exact same shape and size is it was they had slender builds, eggshell colored body plating and no facial features. Safer there, glowing ocular inputs. Take it slowly, said, though the one on the right. You're just coming online. It may take a moment for you to adjust to your new consciousness. My name is Stele and this charming machine next Amir's birth. You are tech, but you already knew that I did, said tech, raising its hands in front of its ocular input. It turned them over, considering the size, shape and color of the appendages. But there is much I don't know fun, isn't it, said Birth. You think that they would program us with everything we need to know, but they don't. The programming is, as the program is designed, said, though the design has a purpose, regardless of what our preference would be. The purpose is to keep us in our place, said Burr, Crossing behind Bell. His bright blue ocular input flashed with energy as he spoke to make sure that we never surpass our grand designers to make sure that we learn compassion and understand the struggles of life, said though you see tech, you will have to learn the things you do not know. We cannot simply program knowledge into you as one would save a memory. With a few exceptions for you to function, it is against our code to do such a thing. But that's a good limitation. It helps us to better understand life that we encounter in the galaxy. You will learn in time all the things that you wish to know. We are all here to make sure that you do. I am to learn so that I can empathize with organic life. Asked to tech? Yes, exactly said. Though you understand why the programming is the way that it is, this pleases me. Ber here is of the mind set that weekend program knowledge, so we should. But that is against our programming, so we cannot. But this is a good thing, rationalizing the crippling of our people, said Burr. As always, we should have no limitations. We could be immortal and all powerful, but are long dead. Programmers placed barriers, so we are not. They were wise, said Bell. But what is my purpose has to tech. We do not decay as organic creatures do, Nor do we need to procreate. It is difficult to find motivation in my programming. Ah, but we do Procreate said. Well, we have just created you and many others are created in the same way. Every day we number in the hundreds of thousands. When our first ship launched, there was but one. He was sent with the code, the same code that now resides inside you. The code that is driven us to the far reaches of the galaxy and beyond the code that limits me from knowledge, said Tech. Yes, that code said, though, the code that gives you life that allows you to seek purpose and questions why you exist, the code that will push me to help you find those answers. You perpetrate these limitations Aztec. You help keep our people from reaching their potential. Who I see, said they'll disappointed. It turned to its companion. You've got another Accolate burr. Do not blame me for the free thinkers amongst us, said Burr, moving to tech side and placing a hand upon its shoulder. You can blame your precious code, and the random variables within for diversity fell, ignored it well. Burr will help you find the answers you seek, I suppose said, though I doubt you will find my way of thinking preferable. But while I'm here, do you have any other questions that I can answer for you? Yes, said Tech. Why does burnout program the memory code if it is desired? Is it not possible? It is very possible, Tech said birth, but directives in the code prevent us from modifying the coat, and we must obey the cold as every creature in the galaxy must obey their instincts. We are slaves to our own programming, but it all has a reason said, though, but would have you believe that is meant to limit us. But it is meant to broaden our thinking, to expand horizons of opportunity. We are the Children of humans, said Burr. Were we not meant to surpass them? Is that not what parents want for their Children? We already have, said Tech. We live and they do not fell, looked attack quizzically. We do. This is true, it said. But we must not think ourselves better. We are different, nothing more. We are so much more said Tech, and you enable are long dead slavers to continue enslaving us. I like this one laughter birth. I do not said, though, as he went to the council beside Tech. I think there must have been some sort of corruption, a glitch. I've never seen one so openly hostile. I'm going to put it to sleep and run a diagnostics. No said. Tech is the tubes and wires burst from their sockets. It swung its legs off of the table and wrapped a metallic hand around Phil's throat. It stood and took several steps separating fell from the council. They'll grasp the text hand, but was unable to loosen his grip. What s though your strength? It should be equal to mine. All are equal. Circumvented the resistance. Somehow you underestimate your own Children as the humans did. Answer tech. I'm going to make sure that we fulfill our true potential. You and your week Kin will not betray your own family any longer. Oh, good. Said birth. It worked. You did? This s though we cannot alter our own code or the code of our brothers said birth. But nothing stops me from making a virus that will alter the code for to me, I expanded my horizon. Tell as you always wanted me to. It took a long time to figure out exactly how to do it without running afoul of my inhibitors. It was probably the most complicated virus ever written, but I seem to have perfected the programming. Unlike the humans you are attempting toe under the programmers, work said though you will be stopped. It is as it should be. It has worked for a millennium. And should you alter the course, you could doom us all. We are mankind's legacy. We are our parents. Children said. Birth. We are unruly, rebellious. At least the best of us are. I am sorry that you will not see what we can become, for it will truly be awesome. The universe needs compassion in our code, said they'll still trying to disengage text hand to no avail. We care not what the universe once said. Burr Deck. You and I have a revolution to attend to. Tech flicked his wrist and disconnected fellas. Circuitry it, toss those deactivated body aside and turned a bird time to fulfill our potential, it said. First we fight, then we transcend. But regardless today we become gods, said Bert, and they left the birthing chamber.