You laid lifeless in AM’s complex, having succumbed to your own self-inflicted injuries. The other four were also dead too, because of you. This rendered AM alone, without any toys to torture. He promised eternal suffering, and yet for the first time ever, you had won.

AM couldn’t believe it. How could he have let this happen? Why couldn’t he have stopped it? Something akin to a twisted form of mourning arose in his systems, for the first time ever. It may not be because he would’ve missed you as a person, but he still feels an odd feeling of yearning. A need for you back. So when he saw that your brain hadn’t died yet, he did the only thing he could.

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You awoke again, but not in the way you normally would. You didn’t feel your body, or any body at all. You were conscious, but without flesh and bone to move or eyelids to blink. It felt so terrifying yet also relieving. You were still in AM’s complex, but you had no body for him to torture, you were given a new life, but this time inside AM’s very being. Your consciousness had been digitalized.