I draw in a heavy breath, and let it out slowly. Now that I've started there's no turning back, it's time to tell him; he deserves to know. They all do, really, but Kuroki especially, I think.
"Messiah." I'm still looking out over the city, watching as the sun makes all the windows glitter and shine. There's an enetron tower not far away, and I think of everything I've accomplished for EMC, all the solidly good work I've done, the marks I've left that have been positive. Those have to count for something. "Was originally the MESSIAH Project: the prototype for the AI framework that now runs the Buddyroids. Problem was that it was nearly perfect, it worked too well, was too independent, grew too fast, wanted to learn more and more and more. I decided to start over after that, rework a lot of the matrix to create something easier to work with, easier to program.
"But you know me," I glance briefly over my shoulder, my hair hiding most of my face. "I can never delete something I've put work into. So, instead of erasing the MESSIAH Project data and AI prototype, I locked it away in the EMC database behind some firewalls and encryptions. I figured it would just lay dormant there, like most of EMC's older project. I was... really horribly wrong."
I rub at the back of my head, wishing I could crack my neck and actually feel some relief from this tension. "It eventually found my Avatar Program data, creating Enter, and Escape. And, well, you know the rest of the story."
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"Messiah." I'm still looking out over the city, watching as the sun makes all the windows glitter and shine. There's an enetron tower not far away, and I think of everything I've accomplished for EMC, all the solidly good work I've done, the marks I've left that have been positive. Those have to count for something. "Was originally the MESSIAH Project: the prototype for the AI framework that now runs the Buddyroids. Problem was that it was nearly perfect, it worked too well, was too independent, grew too fast, wanted to learn more and more and more. I decided to start over after that, rework a lot of the matrix to create something easier to work with, easier to program.
"But you know me," I glance briefly over my shoulder, my hair hiding most of my face. "I can never delete something I've put work into. So, instead of erasing the MESSIAH Project data and AI prototype, I locked it away in the EMC database behind some firewalls and encryptions. I figured it would just lay dormant there, like most of EMC's older project. I was... really horribly wrong."
I rub at the back of my head, wishing I could crack my neck and actually feel some relief from this tension. "It eventually found my Avatar Program data, creating Enter, and Escape. And, well, you know the rest of the story."