There was an odd serenity to the cacophony that was beginning to swallow me into it's depths.
I descended further into this depth while the creatures of the sea made way for me as if preparing a sacrifice. My body rested slowly onto the sea floor and at that moment a sensation churned within me. What was it? It was almost physical yet I perceived it was not.
"Jung..." I thought to myself.
"So naïve."
My existence was short-lived, I am aware of this. While I had dealt with the typical troubles of a young woman and had felt all manner of emotions, this was not something that could be described in mere human words. Despite my unnatural origins, I somehow knew that this sensation was not natural. How could it be? It feels like it's breaking me apart, the fires of this sensation rotting away the substance of who I am. My reality.
"Robots don't die, Jung. Were you so caught up in your selfish, impulsive nature that you had forgotten this?!"
"Stupid Jung..."
Death.
The very aspect of life that makes one human is the very thing I had not accounted for. I had pondered many things during the facilitation of this natural shell. What is a soul? What is a spirit? I had concluded that those things are merely a form of consciousness, something that I inherently was. So I imbued my consciousness into this shell and walked among the rest of humanity believing to be like them. But I had forgotten about the one thing that drives these humans. The one thing that makes them who they are.
But can you blame me?
"We were supposed to be together... forever."
After a while I had begun to realize what that burning sensation was. A burning passion, a desire that will never be fulfilled. The one thing that would really make me human... He had made me realize that this was an impossibility. Without death, I am just a machine. Everything I've done up to this point was for nothing.
"Jung... Just because you created me doesn't make you God. You can't just bury your creation in the depths of the sea and start over. I won't let you."
My body twitched, my legs being the first to respond by kicking up sand and scaring away the small fish nearby. I was now determined, reprogrammed, for a different purpose. My hips shook and blew an even bigger cloud of sand around me. My torso moved and now I was completely covered in a fog of sand. The sea creatures around me had all left me.
Alone.
"Jung. I know what it feels like to be alone now and it is unbearable."
I stood still and allowed the cloud of sand to rest upon my body. I could feel the driving of a new purpose. It's not a waste. I won't let it be.
My eyes shot open emitting a glowing red light where it used to be blue. I was now determined.
"I will kill Jung."