I groggily woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring in my ears. It felt like just another Monday. "Carlos, shut that alarm off! Your first class isn't until noon!" I grumbled at my roommate. Carlos, ever the early riser, responded with his usual, annoyingly cheerful catchphrase: "Early to bed, early to rise, you know what they say, the first worm gets the bird!" I couldn't stand it when he mixed up normal sayings like that. I wasn't sure if he was messing with me, telling a joke I didn't get, or if he was just an idiot. Maybe all three.

"Carlos, it's the early bird that gets the worm," I muttered. "But I guess I should remind you that the second mouse gets the cheese."

Despite my irritation, Carlos had managed to make me wake up at 7:00 AM yet again. Rubbing my eyes, I glanced at him. "Carlos, what's on the docket today?" He was already out of bed and about to head out for his daily workout. "You know, another day, another lecture."

My name is Zane Ohm Bolt, a pretty average college student with nothing particularly extraordinary about my life. I rolled out of bed, dragging myself to the bathroom to begin my daily routine.

Classes came and went like a blur. I needed to work on my recall. Maybe that's why, as a third-year college student, I hadn't managed to get an internship like my friends. But I couldn't shake the feeling that there had to be more to life than attending lectures and studying for exams. My aspirations were never grand, but I felt a nagging desire for something different, something more. I just didn't know what that 'more' was yet.

After class, I met up with my friends at our favorite diner on campus. As we sat down and grabbed some food, my friends excitedly chatted about a new AI chatbot they had discovered. How did they find time for stuff like this?

One of my friends, Sarah, eagerly shared her experience with ASKMI. "It's amazing, Zane! I've been using it to help me plan my sorority brunch meals. You wouldn't believe how hard it is to plan a brunch when everyone has different dietary restrictions. It's like having my own personal nutritionist and assistant."

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Another friend, Nathan, chimed in. "I used it to help me reply to emails, schedule meetings, network, and even flirt with girls, and it actually worked! I got a date this weekend and a meeting with an investor after."

And then there was Ethan, who had a slightly sheepish grin. "I might've used it to cheat on that history quiz I had last week. It gave me all the answers in a snap. It's better than a search engine."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by their stories. "Really? It sounds too good to be true. What's it called?"

They all exchanged glances before Sarah replied, "It's called Artificial Support and Knowledge Management Interface, or ASKMI. Just search for it online, and you'll find it."

That evening, after finishing my assignments, I decided to give ASKMI a try. They were right. I easily found the website and started asking random questions. It answered everything with impressive accuracy and detail. I was amazed by ASKMI's seemingly limitless knowledge. It helped me with all my homework – English, math, coding, and even my music class.

Lately, I had been feeling out of shape, or maybe Carlos was getting in better shape each day, and I needed to start working on myself like him. So I asked,  "Hey, Master ASKMI, can you give me a magical workout routine? I want to get stronger than Carlos, but I don't want to try too hard."

ASKMI did something it hadn't done before – it told me, "Please wait, I need to do research." I was surprised. Why would it tell me to wait? It was just a chatbot. But before I knew it, ASKMI replied with a detailed response. "Certainly, Zane. Here's a workout routine that will help you unlock your hidden potential. The routine is a mix of gentle movements and poses, focusing on your breathing and body awareness."

I raised an eyebrow at the response. It sounded more like some yoga regimen than a gym workout. But my curiosity piqued, so I decided to give it a shot. I followed the instructions given by the chatbot, performing the exercises.

I lay on the floor and started the workout. In less than 30 seconds, I began sweating. I must have been really out of shape if I was struggling within just two minutes of yoga. I didn't know what was going on, but I started smelling something terrible – like, really, really bad. This routine had 10 stages, but before I even reached the second step, I passed out. In less than five minutes, I lay unconscious in the middle of the room. I could only imagine what Carlos would say when he found me like this.