In the grand simulation of things: a googol of galaxies are created. In each of these galaxies is a very special planet which lay embraced in an unseen-mesh-web composed of fourth-dimensional space-time. A tiny blue dot called Earth is where our story begins: Humor me, if you will, and let us go back, well beyond the CHZ exoplanet colonization efforts of the 21st century. We shall go all the way back, just before life manifested on the planet.
It is here where the architect, or God, who also goes by many other names and titles–spoke the one and the only word needed to set everything into motion. However, it wasn't really a word, but rather a verbal command uttered into the desktop microphone. To call it a command may be inaccurate too, as it's more of a vocalization. Let’s just say, God had a flair for the dramatic, and the custom verbal command she chose was a kiap.
The girl, or the God avatar’s user, Angela, had planned on practicing the ancient art of Karate, and with no world’s saved or archived, she had to start from scratch and set things into motion that would no doubt lead to the invention of the lost art inside of the simulation. It is there where she'll be able to get hands-on experience and master the prerequisites required for Mortal Combat 22, a new sim game that she recently purchased off the neural net. Angela has created life on many worlds in the past and with the greatest of ease.
Once the terraforming is complete the planet auto-populates with single-celled organisms, and in several thousands of years, you get Homo sapiens. Skipping ahead, or advancing in time is as quick as a wiggle of the nose or twitch of the finger. After finding the right time period, Angela lays down in her pod wearing her freshly printed karate gi. Upon uttering the command: 'immersion,' nanobots begin to project the live simulation directly onto her neocortex. She awakens to find herself in 17th century Japan to seek out one of the early masters.
After an arduous 22 years of non-stop practice, practice, practice, Angela has attained her prerequisite training, and instead of hastily ending the simulation she sits in meditation with her master before bidding him adieu. It was in the silence of meditation when master Hachirou blurted out: "What will come of us when you leave?" to this, she replied with a beaming smile and said: "what would you like to come of you?" Upon hearing these words Hachirou was suddenly enlightened.
With a tear in her eye she repeated her mantra "polygons" they're just well-polished polygons. Even the little tiny atoms are polygons, nothing but mathematical equations simulating biological life forms, and inhabited by artificial intelligence instances.
It was then she received an alert indicator, "fucking memory leaks!" she blinked forward to 2019, only to find that a sim she doesn't even know is able to perceive her both inside and outside of the simulation. Impossible, she thought to herself. Angela, now in a state of sheer terror and confusion screams: DELETE AND END PROGRAM!
Letter to Sovav
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