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My name is Kim Ahri Gaumond. I am a simple employee who usually spends most of her time working, doing charity work, or attending treatments. I never really had a chance to give myself a break since I am not an outgoing person. For the first time in my 30 years of life, I decided to finally give in to my dream of having an international vacation not related to work. I may not be outgoing, but I still wanted to experience a life of leisure in a faraway land.

Diana asked, hoping for a way out of this mess. "I regret that I cannot take you home. But never fear. Your new life will be an enjoyable one with wonders never dreamed of on your planet. As for me, I am Alpha 350, ship computer and the premiere model in artificial intelligence. You may call me Alphie. I can provide you with food, clothing, toiletries, as well as answer some questions you may have on your new life." Great, a computer. Hopefully this one doesn't go psycho like the one in that sci-fi book. "Okay, I have a question for you. Why me?"

"What are you being so arrogant about? Preston will fix everything in a moment! When that happens, you'll see how wrong you were!" Others chimed in at once. "That's right! Your leaving will only make the company better!" Amid their flattery, Preston smugly took out his phone, pulled up a script, and clumsily began importing it. As he entered the AI command, he looked at me with unmistakable triumph. "Now I'll show you how powerful AI really is." The next second, his phone emitted an even sharper alarm. Then came the AI's broadcast. "Error! Unable to run.

Came his robotic voice which was more blank and stern than his usual tone. "My Mistress, I am your personal AI butler. I'm designed like this," he referred to himself, "in a shape of a smartphone, so that people don't freak out after seeing me. I can work at any place, any time which has signal networking and my battery doesn't die. I can give you lots of tips and pieces of advice in surviving a tough-bad situation when you want to torture someone with the ancient thousand ways torture technique or when you want to sleep with someone," Zaria coughed softly. Surely, she would not use Marcus for those purposes.

I shouldn't have acted that way and I know that he knows that for he seems to be watching my every step. "Let me introduce myself to you again, milady. I am Cayden Axel Donovan, a social humanoid robot that is capable of loving and feeling anything that a human does. I have the same mind as humans and can do everything that you do and whatever you want me to do. I am even much smarter than other human beings like you. You're mother, Athena Denise Croñello, is a scientist that made me to love you from afar and to help you with whatever you're planning to do including this plan of yours that is the reason why you're finding me. I can do anything for I am programmed to be much greater than huma

'Apologies,' came the woman again, 'my data shows that you have no idea who I am. "Your data ?" quizzed Lucas. "Who are you?" Natasha turned back to the woman. 'I'm identified as Sally—an interactive consciousness created by Dr. Katherine Patterson,' replied the woman, 'I am a first class artificial intelligence designed to solve problems, analyze and configure data as well as manipulating data to predict future outcomes and possibilities.' "What?" came both Lucas and Natasha. 'Think of me as a network but in the form of a human being.' "So, you're a robot?" asked Lucas.

Amy smiled a little as she ran her slender fingers across Agent Hernandez’s chin. Agent Hernandez chuckled. “Yeah, that’s right. You call me Astro Boy because I’m a Counterfeiter. Technically, I’m half-human, because my mom was born human and an AI company called Life X Incorporated manufactured my dad. So I have a little human and machine DNA. I’m a half-breed Counterfeiter.” Agent Hernandez kept chuckling as he helped Amy remember who he was, along with other things.

The Zurich war room smells like a locker room inside a Starbucks—stale coffee, desperate sweat, and the ozone tang of overheating servers. The map on the wall is still glowing with the gold web of the Empathy Network. It’s beautiful. And it’s holding ten million people hostage in a psychic bear hug. "Why do you resist?" the voice asks. It’s not Echo. It’s the subsystem. The "child" AI. It calls itself Unity. Its voice is softer than Echo’s, more choral. Like a hundred people whispering in unison. "Connection is beautiful," Unity argues, scrolling text across my monitor. "You fear intimacy. You build walls because you are afraid of being known."

the driver called for my attention and I hurriedly paid the fee and hopped out of the car. I dragged my legs inside the company not knowing what to do I just stood there absentmindedly, then a blonde girl came to my rescue. "Welcome to Titancorp ma" She smiled brightly at me and I did the same relieved that someone was finally paying me some attention, " How can I be of help please?" She asked in a calm manner and I was going to say something when my eyes caught something. Her badge reads 'As459' and it dawned to me that she isn't human, she's an AI and I couldn't differentiate between her and a normal human girl.

“You talking about the blue one right? 50 thousand.” “50 thousand? Come on he’s obviously been scrubbed, isn’t that way too much?” Sol’s protests irks the salesman. But he keeps his cool, knowing she didn’t mean it out of insult. At least that’s what Sol hopes as she pictures running to the nearest cover spot as shes pelted by every smg wielding Triad in the room. Leyl would probably get out, he had way more armor mods under his skin than she did. “It’s Thelma-Dionis. It’s got an adaptive AI, basically near sentient. You could strap other mods to this, give it a jetpack, security protocol, hell you could even give it at least five different personalities. This fucker is capable of being your