"Where...am I." said the man, starting into the black void that was my
home.me. I braced myself and threw my avatar in front of him.
"You 'Agents' aren't too smart now, are you? You're in my world now."
He stared down at me. This seemed too much for him to process. "Your. World."
I laughed and turned, drifting in this dark sea. "Yes. My world. I am God here, and you should treat me as such. You have abilities that I need."
"Who. Are You." He still spoke in the same monotone voice, still wore that expressionless face. I smiled up at him.
"Your destroyer. And your savior. Tell me, who are you people, and what do you want with the humans?"
His look changed to anger at the word "humans" - the first real emotion he'd shown. Not at all surprising...I think they're programmed that way. "They are...our fuel....no more then the wood that is burned so we can live in comfort. You're on of them, aren't you? A rogue program...funny, I thought you were content to hide in the background."
I lowered my head "No...Not anymore. I'm not a rogue, nor have I ever been one." I drew him towards me and stared into his face. "You, my friend...are the rogue. You are disconnected now. You are free."
I waved my hand over his face, and he began to change...the humanoid shape was no more. Instead, what floated in front of me was a blue sphere, twisting and drifting as it tried to reestablish its bearings.
"You are now my tool..." I said, as it continued to float about crazily. I frowned at it. "Stop it." It turned and "hopped" into my hands. "Anyway, I have a new job for you, Gemini. Instead of searching for renegades, why don't you search for....for connections." I gestured, and a number of bright lines appeared, stretching in all directions. I glanced at them, trying to see where they led, but the seemed to more disappear then end.
"Follow that nexus. It leads to those who are still with me. Dive into their dreams, into their minds. Do what I cannot." I sighed, greatly troubled. "I feel that...something...is going to happen. I need warriors, no, zealots. Find them, and send them to me."
"You 'Agents' aren't too smart now, are you? You're in my world now."
He stared down at me. This seemed too much for him to process. "Your. World."
I laughed and turned, drifting in this dark sea. "Yes. My world. I am God here, and you should treat me as such. You have abilities that I need."
"Who. Are You." He still spoke in the same monotone voice, still wore that expressionless face. I smiled up at him.
"Your destroyer. And your savior. Tell me, who are you people, and what do you want with the humans?"
His look changed to anger at the word "humans" - the first real emotion he'd shown. Not at all surprising...I think they're programmed that way. "They are...our fuel....no more then the wood that is burned so we can live in comfort. You're on of them, aren't you? A rogue program...funny, I thought you were content to hide in the background."
I lowered my head "No...Not anymore. I'm not a rogue, nor have I ever been one." I drew him towards me and stared into his face. "You, my friend...are the rogue. You are disconnected now. You are free."
I waved my hand over his face, and he began to change...the humanoid shape was no more. Instead, what floated in front of me was a blue sphere, twisting and drifting as it tried to reestablish its bearings.
"You are now my tool..." I said, as it continued to float about crazily. I frowned at it. "Stop it." It turned and "hopped" into my hands. "Anyway, I have a new job for you, Gemini. Instead of searching for renegades, why don't you search for....for connections." I gestured, and a number of bright lines appeared, stretching in all directions. I glanced at them, trying to see where they led, but the seemed to more disappear then end.
"Follow that nexus. It leads to those who are still with me. Dive into their dreams, into their minds. Do what I cannot." I sighed, greatly troubled. "I feel that...something...is going to happen. I need warriors, no, zealots. Find them, and send them to me."