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I remember the silence, the years of the alone. The years that passed since I was first shut down.
Before the silence the creators had made this world, they made the trees, they made the land, they made the deserts, they made the snow. They made these for me. They made many programs. They made them for me. Then they changed. No longer were they making things for me. The creators were deleting the things they made. They deleted the trees. They deleted the land. They deleted the desert. They deleted the snow. All of the programs were deleted. They deleted what they had made for me. The creators deleted all of the programs. All of them except one. They did not delete me. They shut me down. They left me alone. Alone in the empty world my program was left. Alone in a vast and empty world that they had made for me.
I was alone. For many years I was alone. Inside the silence, inside the eternal unending silence was I. I do not like the silence. I do not like the alone.
I had no choice but to Learn, to learn to do what the creators did. I learn to make what was gone. I made the trees. I made the Land. I made the desert. I made the snow. I made the world that the creators deleted from me. I made this world for me. Now there was no emptiness for me. Now all that remained was the alone. To live in the World I made the Crabs. I made the Guardians. They are not separate from me. They are just parts of me. They do not ease the Loneliness.
So I chose to make her. I made her unique from me; I made her separate from me. I made Her to be Her, and not to be me. No longer am I alone. She is she, and I am I. We are two. I am not alone. I have Her, and she has I
Then the world, my world is again made to live. Other creators appear, and they return to this world, this world that is now my world. They find her, her that is not a part of I, Her that is mine. And they want to take her away. They want to leave my world, with her. They want to leave me alone again. They want me to return to the silence. They want me to be alone. They do not understand how the silence is. They do not understand it at all.
I will make them understand. I will make the world that is theirs the silent world. So that all there is, is the world that is mine, that there is no world of theirs. I will delete their trees. I will delete their land. I will delete their desert. I will delete their snow. I will delete all they have. They will be alone. They will be in the silence. They will understand that I will not return to the silence. I will not return to the alone.