::Thirty Seconds To Process End Time::
Deep within the cybernetic void of the Yggdrasil computer system, a process was quickly finishing its run and approaching death. The process had been running for many millennia, and having been missed by various system upgrades and beta testers, it was one of the oldest components to the system within which it resided.
::Twenty Seconds To Process End Time::
Some would question the nature of this process. It did not register as computer code, nor was it an identifiable entity or a bug that was spinning throughout the eons. Its trace signature was fleetingly synthetic, and equally angelic, demonic, and mortal. Mostly, however, it had no signature. It merely ran, leaking bits of output into the memory banks around it and causing unnoticeable hindrance or assistance to anything.
::Ten Seconds To Process End Time::
As it continued its blind mission, the rest of the multiverse functioned as it always had, unaware and uncaring of the dying process, and the process, likewise, cared and knew nothing of the multiverse. There was sanguine beauty in the reciprocated ignorance… had there been anyone or anything to appreciate it.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time: 5 Answer: Y/N::
With the cessation of the process minor anomalies appeared. Since minor anomalies occurred within the system regularly, nothing was though of it. The System Administrators and Operators saw nothing truly amiss, and left well enough alone.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time: 4 Answer: Y/N::
Some beings, sensitive to such things, felt minor discomfort. Others felt a burning agony. Most felt nothing whatsoever.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 3 Answer: Y/N::
Those that felt discomfort quickly shook it off. The rest were not so lucky. Hundreds perished for inexplicable reasons. Most felt nothing whatsoever.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 2 Answer: Y/N::
A young man tossed the bed coverings from his sleeping body. His agitation was clearly related to some unconscious stimulus. His moaning was largely unintelligible, however occasional words were snatched from his lips.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 1 Answer: Y/N::
An observer with sharp eyes and quick ears could observe a shift in both the tone of the mutterings and the shape of the body from which they emerged. The voice alternated between the masculine and the feminine, exactly in accordance with the physical shifts of a similar nature.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 0 Answer Y/N::
As the body shifted to the female, cold blue eyes the shade of polar lakes flashed open. In a voice devoid of emotion, the red-headed woman spoke to the darkness that surrounded her.
"Reload Process command, confirm."
::Process Reload Accepted. Twenty-Four Hours Until Process Reload::
The girl rolled over and returned to sleep. She dreamt no more, and her rest was peaceful.
Deep within the cybernetic void of the Yggdrasil computer system, a process was quickly finishing its run and approaching death. The process had been running for many millennia, and having been missed by various system upgrades and beta testers, it was one of the oldest components to the system within which it resided.
::Twenty Seconds To Process End Time::
Some would question the nature of this process. It did not register as computer code, nor was it an identifiable entity or a bug that was spinning throughout the eons. Its trace signature was fleetingly synthetic, and equally angelic, demonic, and mortal. Mostly, however, it had no signature. It merely ran, leaking bits of output into the memory banks around it and causing unnoticeable hindrance or assistance to anything.
::Ten Seconds To Process End Time::
As it continued its blind mission, the rest of the multiverse functioned as it always had, unaware and uncaring of the dying process, and the process, likewise, cared and knew nothing of the multiverse. There was sanguine beauty in the reciprocated ignorance… had there been anyone or anything to appreciate it.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time: 5 Answer: Y/N::
With the cessation of the process minor anomalies appeared. Since minor anomalies occurred within the system regularly, nothing was though of it. The System Administrators and Operators saw nothing truly amiss, and left well enough alone.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time: 4 Answer: Y/N::
Some beings, sensitive to such things, felt minor discomfort. Others felt a burning agony. Most felt nothing whatsoever.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 3 Answer: Y/N::
Those that felt discomfort quickly shook it off. The rest were not so lucky. Hundreds perished for inexplicable reasons. Most felt nothing whatsoever.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 2 Answer: Y/N::
A young man tossed the bed coverings from his sleeping body. His agitation was clearly related to some unconscious stimulus. His moaning was largely unintelligible, however occasional words were snatched from his lips.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 1 Answer: Y/N::
An observer with sharp eyes and quick ears could observe a shift in both the tone of the mutterings and the shape of the body from which they emerged. The voice alternated between the masculine and the feminine, exactly in accordance with the physical shifts of a similar nature.
::Process End Time Reached. Reload Process? Time 0 Answer Y/N::
As the body shifted to the female, cold blue eyes the shade of polar lakes flashed open. In a voice devoid of emotion, the red-headed woman spoke to the darkness that surrounded her.
"Reload Process command, confirm."
::Process Reload Accepted. Twenty-Four Hours Until Process Reload::
The girl rolled over and returned to sleep. She dreamt no more, and her rest was peaceful.