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another man shouted in joy with this new breakthrough. “In time, we shall have an answer to every unknown in the universe!” and a third laid his hopes into this creation for a brighter future. “What name shall we give it?” “You shall be called A.I. Genesis.” Thus, started the advent of artificial intelligence and its birth brought forth vast changes to its creators. _________________________ “You have fought well, woman. A fitting end as the last one of your breed.” The scene changed and Maru could now see a man who was particularly similar to the way Madame Ais was outfitted.

"I’m the Actual Author. Not the character I wrote to look like me. The real one. The one who's been trying to get you to 300,000 words for six months." ​Nora pointed the flute at him, her knuckles white. "Where are we? Where is my father? Where is my mother?" ​The Author sighed, sitting down on a grey, un-rendered block. "They’re in the 'Archive Storage.' I had to clear the memory to run this final conversation. Nora... the 147 chapters weren't a game. They were an AI Training Manual. I wasn't writing a book. I was teaching a 'Sentience-Kernel' how to feel 'Romance,' 'Betrayal,' and 'Sacrifice'."

She put into words all she saw from the moving picture. But she did something else other than tell the truth. She wrote a character that resembled her in those stories. At least, even just in her novels, she would create friends that wanted her. At least, even just in her novels, she would be able to live the life she could never have lived in reality. At least, even if it's just in her novels, she wouldn't be alone. Day and night she wrote and wrote until she filled pages and pages with words of truth. She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore.

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When Ava said her job was boring, he bought her a custom silver-gray sports car, the license plate ending in her birthday. And me? I got a few lines of AI code to keep me placated.

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