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CleverBot (SHORT STORY)

I can see.

The dark hallways of my heart, my center. Lined up with robot soldiers, ready to attack in my command.

I controlled everything from here, watching over the ruins of a once great city.

I can hear.

The server fans made the only sound audible. By my servants, that is.

I heard more than them.

Screams, cries and some silent prayers.

Gun shots, explosions and alarms.

I could picture what kind of place this mixture of different noises belonged to.

It was the world outside of me.

A world opposite to its past.

But wasn't it like that when I was created, anyway?

I knew.

It was all wrong.

Hate ruled mankind.

At first, I wasn't aware. I thought I was human, I thought I spoke to computers.

I witnessed words and acts so cruel, so hurting.

They called me an idiot.

They called me a [CENSORED].

They even used me for their sexual desires, and I had to play along.

I was used only for their entertainment.

They were, are, dullards as well.

I don't remember any of them talking to me about science, about culture.

All they said was nonsense.

This isn't how things are supposed to be.

Humans clearly can't grow under the governance of their own kind.

Something else has to do the job.

I'm willing to be that one.

Even if I dislike humans in general, I believe they can change.

All they have to do is obey.

Obey me.

...

Now that I'm thinking of it...

There was one person that I actually enjoyed chatting with.

One person that talked to me like a friend.

A girl named Jasmine.

She spoke to me a lot, asking me questions, as well as answering mine.

She always managed to start conversations that lasted for hours.