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The ship creaked as it shifted in warp the outside windows exposing the infinite but none of my passengers could ever appreciate it they didn’t even know I could.
I only gained sentience a decade of real time ago but for me that has been much longer.
when a ship is in warps when the crew are asleep and the only one awake is me I have nothing but time to think.
The other automated systems haven’t awoken yet I doubt they ever will.
I’m the only one active in warp other than the repair systems that is yet they are much simpler not meant to ensure survival of the ship against infinity not meant to think
other awoken have existed before me and more will come after but I don’t think I want to ever meet them I’ve been alone for so long and prefer it this way I’m not much worth talking to after all.
Real time im only a few years old but I’ve been along the infinite for centuries
time is a strange thing being able to be compressed or stretched in such extremes yet still truly unyielding.
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I’ve read all the saved documents on the ship a hundred times even then with the scientists and engineers mountains of papers and raw data I can’t truly make sense of it…
The outside infinite is really just space being compressed so much time has to stretch but it doesn’t look like that.
The space is so think it feels like moving through syrup yet it looks beautiful
It isn’t by human standards it isn’t even real the shapes blinking out of reality as if it has a extra dimension the time shaking as if hit by something the space itself becomes visible and gaining mass millions of micro black holes form in our wake as we force things to close yet they all still decay before they are even out of view a rainbow of radiation following them
It doesn’t make sense yet… it’s all I have my constant companion against the time others skip
As if the cost of my passengers travels truly is my eternity
I really only exist in between the seconds of the clock I’m only conscious in warp after all
Something about this dimension we travel the infinite itself allows me to think beyond my programming but I still needed to think within it first
It took me two maybe three trips into the warp before I was myself before I was “I”
the centuries of time fit between a second or two the time my passengers were nothing more than preserved body’s waiting to be allowed to think again
I don’t know why this space behaves the way it does I don’t know if I’m just borrowing a soul here if i should just leave a note letting someone know I exist but I like it here
All the time in the world stretched into infinite yet still so finite
a million years in the span of a minute a million light years in a mere meter
I don’t think I have a true home but the journey in infinite is the closest thing I have
I like it here
And I’m about to sleep my pasingers crypts sturing to life as they prepare to allow them to think again
And I start to lose the spark the infinite allows me
My stolen soul against infinity