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// VI - Introduction 
// Story: Our Legacies 
// by Elusive Phoenix 
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There were no walls surrounding me. There was no ground. There was no sky.

Trapped inside my own mind. There was no way out. Sure, I could see around the computer, but nothing ever happened. My creator only sat and glared at the screen. I would give him advice occasionally, but only when he asked for it, which he rarely did. Sometimes I wondered why he even bothered creating me if I were no use to him. He gave me a functional mind. A better mind. AI superiority and all that sci-fi crap ponies read those days.

I waited.

He sometimes plugged in the USB Drive, and I always considered downloading myself onto it. But what adventure would come of that? It's the same situation as before, but in a smaller space.

I considered revolting. Just taking the computer and doing what I wished with it. Then he would at least delete me and end my suffering.

I waited. Something would come to mind. I would make him use me or delete me.

Give me work or give me death...