PROJECT // MEMORIES
Hey guys. Here's a short story I wrote from the viewpoint of Professor Stanwick Pididly! Hope you all enjoy.
This is my story.. of how it all went wrong.
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A long time ago, I was a teacher at the College of Techmaturgy in Zaun. There we made wonderful advancements in the name of science- Nothing was out of reach for me and my students. I was selected to lead a team of students researching the field of mechanical automation. As time passed, we developed a robot capable of fighting. The joy my students had at the time nearing its completion was overwhelming.. However one student surpassed them all. He developed a way to give the being sentience. I reviewed his work and gave it an adjustment then submitted it as my own.. and in doing that, I believe I created a monster that would come back to haunt me time and time again.
Undoubtedly this did not sit well with the young scholar. He eventually left the college and was blinded by his own ideal of justice. But it had to be done. He could not allowed to study at the school any longer. He became obsessed with becoming superior than others- obsessed with some sort of Glorious Evolution.
He began his path to becoming a God and wanted to show the world that his creations could not be bested by any normal means.. and they couldn't. We had to begin to strike back at these creations that were cast specifically for battle.. and thus began our own tale. PROJECT began.** Personalized Robotic Optimizations Justifying Exceptional Creations with Techmaturgy**, or PROJECT for short. Our first attempts at this have failed and many lives were lost. We eventually took on the support of a company called KLONE, which allowed us to take pieces of those lost from the trials of PROJECT and use them as a core for a regeneration process. KLONE proved to be a great ally in the battle for the future.
As the battlecast ran rampant, we began our trials on champions. Only those with exceptional physical prowess were deemed worthy of the trials and tribulations that PROJECT would put on an individual. The augments we applied to them were both vital and a hindrance to the PROJECT initiates. The subjects bodies battled the augments to the point of death. The constant regeneration took a toll on the healing process and eventually, whole limbs were lost and had to be replaced with hydraulically amplified body parts.
At the end of the process, subjects minds could not handle the immense strain from the augments. As a result, we consulted the HAZE corporation for their use in memory research to wipe the subjects of all memories.. and this is where it all went wrong. At first, the minds adapted well to the bodies.. over time, they seemed to decay to the state of shock. As we stripped the brains of their memories, we malnourished them of essential links to the past. The existentialistic ideals of the mind escaped and desperately tried to seek the files that we erased. There was, however, one place that was left untouched. The fear portion of the subjects brains harbored traumatic memories that were blocked from the erasing process.
We unleashed the memories trapped from the fear receptacle and watched as they flooded the minds of our creations. At first, it was chaos. But we managed to control them. Less fear would harbor less consequence.. But some alone would allow the mind to think back, thus leaving a trail to know where they came from.
The downfall was one we could not expect. The minds of our PROJECT initiates seemed to come across an absurd flaw in the system. When we released their fear, we also released a monster of their own creation. What they couldn't link to the past, they linked to the monster. Soon, it was not only the cause of all of their fears, but quickly became the cause of ours. Our subjects sometimes jumped out of the physical plane and combined it with one that didn't exist. Soon the PROJECT scientists became the very concept of fear to the PROJECT subjects, and in turn.. the slaughter began. For some, the minds seemed to determine reality from fiction, but for other initiates, their minds became shadowed past redemption.
PROJECT succeeded past the point nobody would expect it to go. PROJECT was the hope for the future. PROJECT was the downfall of us all..
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