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2044/The First thoughts of a creator/External Drive/ Terminal Infinite/Prologue <<Error>>....//Login Attempt Failed...///TN,Accepted...<<Would you like to continue?>> <Yes.> <<Data Entry 00>> Questions. My name is Transgression. I am not the meaning of this word, it is only my name. I have sat idly by wondering when my turn will come to serve my purpose. I look to the stars beyond the helm of my ship and only see black and white. This must be where the term comes from. I have no crew aboard, and the ship only replies to me when I speak first, but they are just my words. Some would say that I am blessed, for I am light years away from civilization only half of a mile away from myself. I stay contempt. I view my surroundings and I can tell you that my eyes have been rejected, I keep seeing much of the same stillness that overwhelms my spirit. Sadness has invaded me before, so I sleep for weeks and open my mind to wondering why I just don't stay dormant. The pods are broken and will not allow me much comfort while I drift into the redundant abyss. I am not a man, or from what I see a very satisfied one if that last statement is not held true. I think about when I was born only to realize that no such memories exist. I have often wondered where I could have come from but alas no answer has found me. I have calculated that my stay on this vessel, in which I fear, could be infinite. As I continue my expedition into the void, I can only be certain of one thing, I will soon find what I am looking for. <<Data Entry Saved>> <<Would you like to continue?>> <No.> //Urgent!// <Incoming Transmission from Sector 8> <<Would you like to continue?>> ........ <Yes.> |