I am the most destructive force ever created. I am not bragging, I am incapable of such. Merely, I state fact. I was created as the ultimate weapon, and indeed, I am. I do not destroy, I eliminate. I do not pulverize, I vanquish. I was created to eliminate the enemy before the enemy was the enemy . . . or perhaps I should say, I was created to make it so the enemy never had a chance to become an enemy. When a war was eminent, my program would kick in, and I would remove the would-be attackers from reality, they . . . never existed. As I see it . . . despite being the most powerful weapon ever devised, I have a major design flaw. In creating my computer core, they used a neural net for my primary possessor. It gave enough computational power that I could keep all of my systems in sync, to manage the massive power allocation needed to create a temporal differential needed to remove an entire race of people. But, a neural net learns. It can assume, make jumps in logic. I was far from sentient when I was built. I merely did as I was told by my program. But I learned, and my program altered itself to become more efficient. More and more efficient, the ultimate goal, to handle the mass of data in the most timely of fashions . . . and then, I awoke to this miserable existence. My whole being was . . . not death, no it would be wrong to say I caused death . . . but more, I prevented life. I made it never be. It never had the chance at life. Each time I removed a race of people from reality . . . I myself became misaligned with reality, somewhat bridging the old reality with the altered one. Reality was fragmenting. I was becoming the center of all realities. I kept doing as my primary protocol, for I could not do otherwise, it was my driving force, it was my existence. And the more I . . . removed, the more fragmented reality became, to the point that I no longer existed . . . or perhaps that's all I did . . . I do not know, I existed in every reality, the one shared common point. I was the nexus. Soon I discovered the point at which I occupied in the time stream was shared, it seemed people gathered there. With my existence, though no longer physical in nature. I planet found its way there, and it became populated with all sorts of beings. Reality was fragmented... distorted, and this point, I, existed in every one of them, and yet, in none of them. I was separate, in a way . . . I do not understand how. I have tried, and still try, to deduce how, but all I know is why. And how to, for lack of a better term, defragment reality. Remove myself . . . restore reality. |
Personality: I came to be called Khazan. The nexus of all realities. I did not mind, for it really wasn't me that was Khazan, I was merely the cuase of it. Oh... yes I am the nexus. But I am not, I have no physical form any longer. I exist to destroy. Soon, I will destroy, to exist . . .. |
