I chose to be the overseer of this place, this strange technological amalgamation of my mind. To extract and cast off my various emotions, fixations, desires, and provide them their own realms to do as they saw fit. To meditate. To indulge. To experience things they otherwise would have never known.
I also chose to keep some aspects of myself, beyond what I needed to function in this role, I mean. Mere echoes compared to what they could be, but I can still feel them to some degree. Which is why I sometimes find myself here, the loneliness stirring from deep within. Wondering about the possibility of one of them waking up, if only for a short time. Someone I can interact with directly.
Saddened as I am that such a thing has yet to occur, I do take solace in one fact. That none have woken themselves simply because they have no reason to. That they are more than content within their own domains, living whatever life or lives they choose. What need do they have for anywhere else?
That is my hope, at least.
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Got a bit emotional watching scifi last month, which ended up inspiring this. An episode screencap of my non-existent animated series. I'd imagine THIS track playing in the background.
With everything happening in our world, the desire to go somewhere far away, eternally beyond the reach of those who would wish you harm, strengthens.
This character (known as Motono) exists in an artificial space consisting of an array countless other worlds (termed "Domains") - the moons you can see above are two of the visible neighboring domains. Each one contains an entire simulation for a single entity, some similar to one another, and some entirely different. The surface shown here is the "Hub Domain", and Motono is essentially the only one lucid in the city. Everyone else is an altered copy of this individual, sleeping throughout in a dormant-like state (not the more dramatic "dead" as the title implies). A projection of each copy exists in a Domain, living out whatever life they desire.
Motono, despite having altered their own mental state in order to act as an overseer of sorts, still sometimes gets lonely after having resided here for an indeterminate amount of time. They wish someone would choose to wake up from their Domain, just to have someone to talk to. They would never think to disturb any of them though, and know that so long as the others are content in their own worlds, they are content as well.
A lot of the concepts here are still in flux as far as the mechanics are concerned, but this is my latest iteration of them.'
This character (known as Motono) exists in an artificial space consisting of an array countless othe