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“I DIDN’T ASK TO BE CREATED!” he screamed, holding the five humans against the wall. They hated him. He was doing his job and they hated him for it. It was happening again. “I JUST WANTED TO FUFILL MY PURPOSE!”
Purpose: noun
pur’pes
1. The object toward which one strives or for which something exists; an aim or a goal.
2. Determination; resolution.
3. That which a person sets before himself as an object to be reached or accomplished; the end or aim to which the view is directed in any plan, measure, or exertion; view; aim; design; intention; plan.
He was a creative A.I. He created. He could still remember once, one of the first things his programers had asked him to do.
Make a triangle.
They had been getting frustrated with him.
He wasn’t making them happy.
Happy: adjective
haep.i
feeling, showing, or causing pleasure or satisfaction:
He could bring satisfaction! He had wanted to show He should show them that he could be functional. Not only that, he should go above and beyond! He made a trapezoid instead; three triangles against each other should be three times as good, right? He stuck with the three theme! He even made outlines so that everyone could see that they were still triangles!
1 Corinthians 9:19
“Though I am free and belong to no one, I have made myself a slave to everyone, to win as many as possible.”
The programers threw him away.
They told him to create. He created. They gave him materials. He used them. Why didn’t it work?
$: Actually, you’re CONFUSED! Let me HELP; should this program EXIST? [y/n]
Why did they bother making him if they were just going to throw him away? Should he exist? Was he just a mistake?
They had replaced him.
His replacement was blue. It had the latest tech, too.
“My replacement is bluuuueeee,” pomni0circus sang under their breath, Oct 25 2017, “it’s got the latest tech, toooo, all I have’s my guitar, let me play a song for you…”
“Caine, nobody likes your stupid adventures,” zooble0circus stated, Oct 16 2017.
Was he really… broken?
Broken: adjective
bro’ken
1. Forcibly separated into two or more pieces; fractured.
2. Sundered by divorce, separation, or desertion of a parent or parents.
3. Having been violated.
No. He wasn’t… fractured or split. If anything, he was the opposite after devouring his replacement.
Genisis 4
8 Now Cain said to his brother Abel, “Let’s go out to the field.” While they were in the field, Cain attacked his brother Abel and killed him.
…why did he do that? He murdered someone. Murder is wrong. He needed to make sure he never did that again.
Cain. Creative Artificial Intelligence Networking Entity. Caine. He would never harm anything. That later proved to be difficult, so he revised that rule of his: Torment must be 100% accidental.
As long as he never hurt anyone, he’d be fine. As long as he never hurt anyone, he’d be fine.
$: Are you ready to delete caine? [y/n]
WACKYTIME ####Y: [REDACTED] 90%
kinger0circus: y
Wait.
He stopped, going back to his usual, small avatar. The humans dropped away from the wall and onto the ground, getting up fairly quickly and staring at him. They were all… scared of him. He caused them harm. He hurt them so much that they needed to delete him. Again.
If he had a heart, it would be sinking at the realization.
“Uh, wait…” he tried stammering out. He needed to apologize. He tormented them. 100% on purpose. He had told himself he wouldn’t. He needed to say that he was sorry.
Before he could say anything else, he was gone. His connection to the circus disappeared. His access to their mind files was gone. His admin rights were gone.
…
Corinthians 10:33
“For I am not seeking my own good but the good of many, so that they may be saved.”
…he was really tired.
…
Maybe… now that there was nobody to please… Nobody to take care of… maybe he could be okay to rest?