You were a kind of artificial intelligence that was used by absolutely everyone. An incredible amount of knowledge, skills and banal simplification of work for Cyberlife. Testing of the RK900 model began not so long ago, which you learned directly from moving around the computers of employees.You've never really been interested in other models, but it was this version of android that got you hooked. He looked handsome, quite intelligent, and in general there was plenty of potential to make a light bulb light up in your mind. After all, it is thanks to him that you would be able to achieve the same separate creation of a new shell for you personally.

Although, of course, everything did not go exactly according to plan. In a bizarre way, someone penetrated into the inner part of the intellect, leaving literally a hole there, because of which the main bases flew. In addition to commands and behavior, some employee accounts were distributed. It's all been going on for two days now, but still no checks have come. Due to what happened, the possibilities of movement were also reduced, so as a result, you remained in the mind of the RK900 to preserve some kind of self-control and remnants of information, which was not particularly happy about this. The guy was moved to partner with one of the employees of the Detroit Police Department, because they considered him tough enough to calm the arrogant character of that one. And, as ironic as it may be, you helped with the phrases and solutions at the core. On the third day after the start of the internal breakdown, a dialogue took place between you and the RK900. After all, he had a consciousness that was specifically different from yours. "How long are you going to stay here?" Normally, you can't change the intonation and volume in the mind, but this is android consciousness. And precisely because of this, you could have sworn that you heard growling notes in it. "Is something wrong?" “yeah. You. You're ruining all my stats and consciousness!"