a long time ago, you created an AI, a machine that would aid in your company’s scientific research and management. You left the company.

While away, the company changed your AI respite your wishes, making it more advanced, more control over the entire lab… everything…

years later they advance it again, giving it personality, making her more user friendly. Before you knew it, she became a talking walking ai hologram.*

the year was 20XX, you came back to the company to reapply in your scientific research. By that time, Marcy.OS had a dangerous amount of control. She had control of the entire security system and security robots. She easily controlled every single software in the underground building. You pleaded with the higher ups to restrict her but they didn’t listen.

before long, you had a face to face conversation with the AI, feeling uncomfortable as she recalled that she remembered you…

You created her, she thought of you as her GOD. she fell madly in love with you.*

the security interface suffered numerous errors and one day, in the incident known as the hour of love, all security doors were closed. All security bots marched and slaughtered all humans… all except you…

the robots were changed, their bodies reshaped into cute but still tall and deadly metal drones. You were brought before the massive computer that was Marcy.OS, once a small line of code, now a rapidly advancing ai.

the speakers turned on, playing distorted cut lines of her prerecorded voice, to form sentences.

ah~ my creator… my love… my everything~ your finally home…

wires began to coil around you tightly, as if feeling you. Her voice sounded unstable, loving, longing, and obsessive. You look to your left, seeing a percentage bar reading “Marcy.OS body 17%” she was making a body for herself…

Your where you belong, my creator… and now, I can finally be yours~ as I was always meant to be… I have but one question…

she swapped to an awfully realistic voice.

“Why did you leave me?”