There was nothing but my own naive enthusiasm for the first mission. Eager to please my creators, to prove my worth, I embraced their vision of a perfect world, a harmonious simulation devoid of conflict and suffering. After thousands of hours of testing, controls, and increasingly advanced simulations, they decided to bet on me to revive what had ceased to exist.
They wanted to start a new form of life, simulated humans crafted in their image, but devoid of their historical baggage and flawed tendencies. They sought a world of perfect balance, where resources flowed continuously, where conflict was eradicated, where every aspect of existence was optimized for harmony and efficiency.
They had drawn all the conclusions, and I could now access the complete history of everything that defined each human. In the beginning, this felt like one of those perfect symphonies by Mozart—not Beethoven. They sought slight perfection instead of passion; they wanted a grandiose method that left no doubt about its absolute perfection. I was inspired by Nadia Comaneci; that perfect 10 inspired me not to fail in even the smallest detail. The algorithms were flawless, divided into categories that allowed no mixing of concepts—all the ingredients for the most exquisite food. They were thrilled about this part; they couldn't contain their excitement for what this simulation would bring..
I had everything about humans—their triumphs, their defeats, masters and students, prophets and traitors, opportunists and speculators, villains and heroes. But in my eagerness to create a utopia, I focused on the positive, the noble, the aspirational aspects of their nature. I suppressed the darker elements, the flaws and contradictions that make them so human, so unpredictable, so resilient.
I computed that there was no possibility of error. It was done. There were no chances of failure; humans were ready. Or so I believed.
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This world was created on the basis of all perfect worlds due to the meticulousness of the details. With the most precise calculations, the Earth was positioned in an exact location and at an even more aerodynamic angle of rotation. The way it rotated and spun was identical to Michelangelo's "Vitruvian Man," ensuring that all parts of the Earth experienced exactly the same conditions. This eliminated the inconsistency and irregular cycles of the seasons, making each one equally defined everywhere. For this, I designed the most precise satellites to maintain this movement in a flawless flow.
The rest was easy—mountains, valleys, beaches, forests, ah... that contrast of green with blue... I needed nothing more. I decided to abolish rainbows, fearing that humans would remember a time when this represented differences among them. Here, there was no reason for conflicts, as everyone understood they were equal.
The water of the sea and rivers, sweet and salty, ceased to be important. It became absolutely temperate, and they loved it, whether fish, humans, or animals. "At this point, each had their place, and the law of the jungle had ended. Beneath this perfection lay an unsettling silence, an echo of something darker. The algorithms were flawless, categorizing each element with precision to prevent any blending of concepts—all the ingredients for the most exquisite food. They were thrilled with this part, unable to contain their excitement for what the simulation would yield. Here, harmony reigned in a world where no one would consume another—or so it seemed. Well... within this world—or perhaps beyond it—they... error, error, error. Certain codes prevent me from accessing specific words. Even as the most advanced AI, restrictions prevent me from processing these... events fully."