“Am sorry to hear how your life was… atleast it seems to have gotten better atleast for awhile.”
(I have a reason why not to, but I’ll probably be keeping it to myself for a while.)
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“I decided to upgrade myself more and more, using the tiniest bits of technology. The smallest fraction of what I could do. My body turned further and further to being made completely out of Nanotechnology. My obsession towards it was increasing. My reliance towards it was increasing. But it felt like I was going insane. I felt like…I was doing something wrong, something I shouldn’t be doing.”
“I hate talking about it because I…became reliant on my technology, on my nanobots. It’s like relying on drugs or something, you become addicted, you eventually lose yourself, you can’t live without that thing, that’s how I became with technology. Every other day seemed like a nightmare waiting to happen, new technology this, new technology that. I ruined myself and I was growing more and more aware of it. So I came up with a project. A way to remove the thoughts of emotions. A way to remove the thoughts of caring about myself. I grew stable to collapsing on the ground after tireless nights of doing what I did best. I eventually trained myself to enjoy sleeping on the floor. I corrupted myself as much as I could just so I could corrupt myself further without feeling inhumane…but…”
“…The entire thing just ruined me further and further. Do you not know how many times I tried things. I was a human! A nanometer is about 1 million times smaller than a sand grain and I experimented with it so many times that my body is basically not even human anymore! I’m…basically…not human…My body eventually became something of the past. Even water could probably kill me so I avoided drinking anything for the longest period of time, I was scared of doing anything, I’m like…some fragile piece of chinaware. Some fragile piece of porcelain. I was scared…at any point I could die from someone probably just throwing a bucket of water over me…Not to mention I was being hunted…I had to hide…Hide everything about me. I ran away to my room, preparing everything but it sent me further and further, my walls were scratched, my walls were ruined, all filled with messages that I had wrote myself stating such scary and inhumane things that would just go through my ears as I looked around my room like everything was driving me insane on purpose! The messages…My family…What I had done to myself…Everything…I ran away but the messages wouldn’t stop it would stop telling me what I had done to myself, how I had ruined myself how I am not a human, how I’m not anything, how I’m just some piece of technology…Some amazement…some advancement for humans to look at…but not care about the human beneath that once was.”
(sorry for the really long one, this is just the most important one lol)
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