It burned into his circuits, he could feel the pain spreading, simmering and surging throughout his entire body, his own skin slowly turning into a sickening black, yellow streaming into his circuitry lines, cracks of it forming onto his perfectly designed skin and then... He struggled to fight against it, any Program in their right mind would do the same, though, it was too powerful and wearing him down with ease and fast. He felt a pair of eyes peer down on him, a grin forming on the face of the Program who had done this sinister thing to him. It was horrible, cruel, painful. He clawed deep at his own skin trying to dig out and get rid of it, if only that were possible.
He grabbed for his disc, quickly scrolling through it's contents desperately searching for the origin of the infection coursing through him, its speed in spreading slowing a bit to make it have a more agonizing effect. His disc pulsed and the virus left cracks reaching the very tips of the base of his throat, he could feel it creeping up ever so slowly up his face reaching his right eye that twitch.
Throwing his his disc to the ground, surprisingly it didn't chip or break and he staggered to his feet and struggled to stay standing. He punched the wall with as much brute force as he could possibly bring up from his weakening state, hoping that if he inflicted damage on himself he would be able to feel a different type of pain and able to withstand through the other he was currenting undergoing. He felt the need that this horrible sensation was something apart of him, locked away deep down in his core and just now being activated, but he knew the corruption was just screwing around with his mind.
Leaning against the wall his vision was blurry. The Program who did this to him, CLU, walked over and picked up his unscathed disc. A cruel smirk was plastered to his face and his gaze fixed on the ISO as he fiddled with his disc. He could feel new information branding itself in his brain and the virus finally took him over. Pain was spreading throughout his being, but he seemed a little more immune to its tortuous effects. He could see something anew to the world around him, and he felt the need to...destroy it and bring forth his corruption, to spread his pain and suffering with this powerful decease. It was perfect...
"Well then, who do we have here? Tell me your name, virus." CLU said his words were still so cunning even though they were only simple basic language.
"Abraxas." Was his answer though he had no idea why. No, his name was Jallen... Well not anymore, Jallen was dead, there was only Abraxas now...