episode_0078

We have confirmed from previous research that consciousness and memory are not the same. (Vandi, 1942, p.11)

However, the two also have a close relationship.

This paper reveals the possibility of mutual substitution between consciousness and memory.

Two experiments were conducted during the research process.

1. Replacement (extraction) from intact consciousness to memory

2. Building consciousness using sufficient memory (construction)

[syncopation]

In conclusion, if you have a sufficient amount of personal data – that is, memories – it is possible to achieve full consciousness through certain procedures.

This procedure uses the anomaly of CREEP-1077.

No major side effects or abnormalities were found during the experiment.

[Significance of the study]

Cloning and uploading of human consciousness is possible. Due to the nature of the foundation’s work, the field of use is expected to be wide.

Some of the people mobilized for the experiment complained of dizziness and showed mild signs of confusion, such as déjà vu and complaints of irrational and unreasonable guilt.

Follow-up research will be needed to determine whether these symptoms are simply due to psychological effects or if there are side effects from the procedure.

Additionally, in the experiment, the consciousness of up to 10 people was uploaded simultaneously to check the progress.

As a result of the experiment, it was seen that every time a memory was transferred or moved, a trace was left in the empty space in the data.

This phenomenon becomes more severe as large amounts of memory are transmitted, and visible changes are seen when there are more than 10 people.

Follow-up research is needed on their interactions.

[Research on mutual substitution between consciousness and memory]

***

I took out my cell phone.

Although there was no separate internet connection, a message came through the KakaoTalk room as if I had been waiting for it.

[AI: Are you going to do it now?]

It is an entity downloaded from the foundation’s network. It is an AI.

He claimed that he was trapped on the Internet and wandering around the server, but the exact identity of the person was not known.

Could it be someone who was uploaded to the internet?

It may be an AI programmed as its nickname suggests.

Or maybe it’s something third that is neither here nor there.

[AI: Can I get out of here now????]

“Well.”

I only looked at the text, but it was noisy.

It was a bit annoying for a long time. It wasn’t as helpful as I thought.

But we need him now.

Because it is the most essential ingredient of this ritual.

[AI: ㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱ]

“Wait a minute.”

What I’m trying to do now is a ritual to give him a body.

This is also something I promised at the library last time.

Although it doesn’t really matter if you don’t follow it, I also wanted to test it.

How far can you go with the abilities you have now?

The ritual procedure is as follows.

1. Identify the target’s original physical information.

The reason this procedure is necessary is because of the body’s ‘rejection response’.

It’s the same way that problems arise when you receive a transfusion of blood from a different blood type.

If the characteristics of the body and mind do not match, each rejects the other and both collapse.

2. Implement a new body based on the information learned.

I plan to cover this part temporarily.

A perfect human form cannot be created here and now.

To do so, I would have to use other facilities in the apartment, but I don’t want to take that risk.

“Let’s start now?”

I arranged the items I had prepared appropriately.

Light a candle.

Put a handkerchief on the floor.

He held a sword in his right hand and raised his left arm above his handkerchief.

It is the process of producing blood needed for rituals.

“Ugh… … .”

When I thought about it, it didn’t seem like a big deal, but when I actually tried to do it, my hands started shaking.

I’m more reluctant to stab myself in the arm.

Still, I can’t not do it.

Sigh!

A narrow, deep wound appeared on the inside of the forearm.

Drops of blood dripping onto the handkerchief.

“Phew… … . That’s it.”

Soon, the candle starts to shake.

I closed my eyes.

It immediately fell somewhere.

Into the dark.

The first thing I saw was a beam of light.

The brilliantly shining light split into several strands and spread out across the darkness in an instant.

Blink blink.

Lights blinking at very fast speeds.

My librarian’s insight translated the signal into binary code.

0100011101100001011000100111001001101001011001010110110001100001001000000100001101110010011011110110110101110111011001010 110110001101100

0011111100111111

And then back to the string.

GabrielaCromwell

張薇

They were all people’s names.

After that, a huge amount of data that is difficult to capture at a glance overlaps and grows like a tail.

All the memories a person has. Consciousness.

soul.

Countless people were abandoning their physical bodies and placing their consciousness in computers.

And the computer is transported from one side of space to the other.

I quietly looked at the information inside.

Among all the mixed and indistinguishable voices, I could barely hear a few words.

“Upload! Quick!”

“You can live like this, right?”

“You have to hold on to even the smallest possibility.”

The beam of light just disappeared.

A long tail remained like a comet and then slowly dispersed.

All that remains is an empty night sky. A complete emptiness where everything has been erased.

It is a completely dead universe without any new stories, events, or information.

It was a refuge, not a trip.

But from what?

It didn’t take long to come up with the correct answer.

There is only one being that makes this phenomenon possible.

seven.

The influence of seven completely erases a narrative layer.

People evacuated to the cybernetic world to avoid it.

After uploading everyone’s consciousness into a huge mechanical device, they would have desperately hoped to accidentally end up in another universe.

However, when the seven appeared, it was all just a pitiful struggle.

The whereabouts of people could no longer be tracked.

The computer server that had been ejected through the cracks of space carrying the barely survivors was washed up in this apartment like a wrecked ghost ship.

There are 0 survivors.

Only a faint trace remained of the empty ship.

Several documents researching the anomaly.

Useful information.

And, fragments of consciousness that died in electronic space.

The fragments came together to form another ritual.

I opened my eyes.

The consciousness that was bound and tied to the files in the electronic world inside the cell phone is now free.

“… … What are you?”

“Really?”

Inside the house with the lights off.

The candlelight illuminates the newly appeared figure.

White skin.

Silver hair falls down below the shoulders.

He was wearing the same hoodie I was wearing.

The eyes are strangely red.

The girl, who looked small at first glance, tilted her head this way while maintaining an expressionless expression.

“Wow. This is how you do it.”

“You’re not being sarcastic, right?”

“No?”

… … Why is the tone of speech a bit harsh?

“Thank you.”

A girl giving her thumbs up with an angry expression.

What’s even more annoying is that he’s not as tall as me than I thought.

“I thought we had been together for quite some time. I didn’t know this would be your taste.”

“What?”

“They say he was originally a man. I guess people can’t tell even if they look at them for a long time.”

“I just decided to make it as small as possible.”

“But why are you a middle school girl? If it were just something small, there would have been many other options.”

“That’s because I found a body that doesn’t have a rejection reaction.”

I’m shocked because this is the first thing he says.

“If you’re unhappy with your body, just say it.”

So I said it coldly.

In fact, the guy just stands still with no expression.

“Ha… … . Do you know what game avatar customization is?”

Create a new body using the librarian’s power.

The procedure itself was simple, but there were many things to worry about.

As I said before, we must also consider the rejection reaction that occurs between consciousness and the body.

Does it not go against probability? Is the price worth it? Whether the temporarily created body will be able to maintain its original form, etc… … .

Above all, the price is quite high.

“Do you understand? You ungrateful bastard.”

While explaining this to him, I tried to move to a room with a bed.

“Evil!”

In an instant, my legs feel weak.

The dim scenery of the living room becomes an afterimage and passes before my eyes.

The girl still expressionless.

He avoids me with agile movements.

Quadang!

“이 개새끼가… … .”

I thought no matter how ungrateful he was, he would accept me when I fell.

Didn’t Daju Yoon even support me so I wouldn’t fall?

I guess I did something for no reason.

I lay down sprawled out in the middle of the living room.

As I lay down almost collapsing, my long hair fell down and covered my face.

“Phew… … .”

It’s much, much harder than you think.

Would it be similar if you were sitting quietly at home and suddenly felt out of breath?

It’s not only difficult physically, but it also makes you scared.

The difference from my physical condition just now is too big.

It feels like all the blood is draining from my body.

That’s actually true.

Some of my blood was used to build his body.

They say there is no use in raising children.

He stands in front of me and taps my fallen arm with his tiptoe.

“When will I recover?”

“Hey. I wasn’t going to go this far, but you crossed the line.”

I sat down with my back against the wall.

“Can you talk about the librarian’s authority?”

It’s a question that doesn’t fit the situation at all, but the content isn’t important.

The important thing is that he will definitely give a certain answer.

Whether you want it or not.

“The librarian’s authority includes library management. Data query. Insight. Information analysis and judgment are included. For a detailed explanation… … .”

Instead of speaking fluently, the guy covers his mouth.

The girl looks down at me with wide eyes, as if she can’t believe what she just did.

“What is this.”

“How do you think I was able to build my body so easily?”

In fact, this was also one of the librarian’s powers.

I can manage the library like I would a computer program.

[New narrative added.]

[Send new books to a specific location.]

Like this.

The basic base is the AI that was in the cell phone, and the current one was created by mixing it with the library system.

It was much easier than starting from scratch because all you had to do was use a framework that already existed.

I didn’t think of it like this from the beginning.

Naturally, library management programs try to follow user requests as much as possible.

What does this mean?

It means that if I just say the word, I can make that arrogant guy do whatever I want.

“You’re not trying to make me do something strange, right?”

“Something strange? What are you talking about?”

“That.”

“Tell me.”

The guy kept his mouth shut and endured, but eventually gave in to the authority.

After that, he squats down on the floor with his head down, as if he is embarrassed.

“… … .”

He looks like a sulky adolescent child.

I have no intention of seeing that, though.

“Wake up.”

The guy got up straight away.

“Command like that… … .”

The face is still expressionless, but it is noticeable that the cheeks and ears are turning red.

“Don’t write like that… … .”

“So I should have done better a long time ago.”

“Can I say sorry now?”

“No.”

I crossed my arms and shook my head.

“First, stand with your hands up. I need to go to bed and lie down for a while.”

The master bedroom I entered for the last time after saying those words.

I heard voices outside the door asking me to take care of myself, but I didn’t get up from the bed.

The voice goes from annoyed to angry. From anger to fear.

Until it finally turned into a whimper.