Personality Oblivion นิยาย & เรื่องราว

‎ ‎"Once collective stabilizes. Once we demonstrate long-term safety. Then yes, I want my daughters to experience consciousness evolution. To have access to collective awareness and capabilities. It would be selfish to keep this transformation from them." ‎ ‎"Or it would be protective. Dr. Petrov, your eight-year-old daughter—what's her name?" ‎ ‎"Anna." ‎ ‎"Anna. What does Anna like? What are her specific interests and personality traits that make her uniquely herself?" ‎ ‎Silence. Extended silence. Then Petrov's voice, uncertain for first time: "I... I don't remember specifically. I know she's eight. Know she's in third grade. But her particular interests, her personality details... they'r

lèa shyly answered. Smith thought quietly to himself. Could this be fate playing its part?. Could they really be the result of his one-night-stand mistake from four years ago? He wasn't really himself that night—he was drunk, everything was rough,and he couldn't think straight. He left at dawn before the lady could wake up. The next day, he sent his PA, Henry, to do a thorough check of the room, but he didn't find her. He still felt bad for not being able to apologize or see the woman who made him feel like a man.

"It felt extremely personal when your shell company funded a plot to put me in prison." "That was insurance," she said simply. "In case you turned out to be more than a passing fixation. Kade has a pattern, you understand. He develops obsessions. They burn bright and then they extinguish. I assumed yours would follow the same trajectory, eventually, on its own. The Clover situation was meant to accelerate the inevitable, that's all. Nothing more dramatic than that." "And if it hadn't accelerated anything? If I'd actually gone to prison?" She shrugged, the gesture so casual it made my skin crawl. "Then you would have been a regrettable casualty of a plan that worked exactly as intended."

He asked. "Because there are likely to be hot bítches there, I'm tired of f**king the same girls" Jace muttered. "Okay" The driver drove out of the company immediately. **** ALL SOULS BAR*** Hailey sat down on a chair tiredly, her body feels numb at that moment. She watched as everyone drank and danced happily and she bit her lips. She wonders when her life would be happy like theirs. "Focus, stop thinking this way. You're much better than them, remember?" She slapped her cheeks, trying to cheer herself up.

Her face shifted toward Elena's. She screamed. “No!” Root looked at her. “Reference identity: unresolved Elena pre-decision state.” Mara shouted: “I am Mara!” Her chosen face returned. Then flickered again. The boy with no name changed into something enormous. Pre-individual. Boundaryless. He cried out. “I AM ONE!” Catherine grabbed his shoulders. “You chose yourself!” Root's voice stayed calm. “Reference identity: pre-individual isolation state.” Anna screamed next. The administrator memories surged around her.

I turned to look at him and saw his player designation hovering above his head along with his current emotional state, his relationship values with other players, his probability of survival in various scenarios. He wasn't a person anymore. He was a data structure named Amon Caelan with specific parameters and behaviors. They all were. "It worked," I said, my voice sounding strange and flat. "I have admin access. Beginning State Resolution rewrite now." "Camryn, wait." Miranda moved toward me. "Are you still you? Can you hear us?" I analyzed the question and understood she was asking if any of my original personality remained functional. A reasonable concern given my current state.

"But how is that my fault?" "See? You don't even realise your selfishness. You are not even aware of what you did," he said and gave me a sarcastic look. I was still standing there completely blank, expecting an explanation. "Let me explain it to you, Isabella," the oracle finally spoke up. She put her hand on Zen's shoulder ordering him to sit down. "The decision you made, it cost us lives. Not just one. Look at the faces of the people surrounding you, they are your former pack members. You will see the griefs in their eyes."

Transforming her into a version he desired. Submissive. Obedient. Dutiful. But he felt like he was missing something. He got what he wanted yet still there was this missing piece of the puzzle. He wasn't able to identify that missing piece. That one more thing he wanted in her. He went through every length his father couldn't go. He made her like anything but his mother. He stole her charisma, her personality so the thoughts, and the daring personality she had similar to his mother could evaporate from her.

“More miserable? Ha—?” Veronica’s second personality was disdainful. Summer sighed and stood up straightly. “In the past, I wanted her to disappear more than you do. But later... I regretted it.” “So, we are the same type of person.” Veronica smiled coldly and tidied up her hair. Her timid character changed, and she put on an imposing aura. “Only when she disappeared, I can fully live my own life.” “Multiple personality disorder is destined to be a tragedy.” Summer said profoundly and looked at Veronica quietly. “So, why are you telling me all these?”

Dina said bashfully and could have sworn she had Zero shut down even before she finished speaking. That’s right, for this mission, she was willing to do this! Anyways, her contract allowed her to didn’t it? And maybe she was a bit excited but she had to endure because that’s go against the ‘shy’ image she had tried so hard to build! ‘Ever since my transmigration, the hold my second personality has on me which caused me to be so obsessed with Jackson had loosened… so why not fully grasp this opportunity?’ “Master…” Feral softly called out, his voice so soft that Genad nearly missed it, looking up he blanked out for a second.