A struggle between a robot and a real person.

Part 1

note: i tried to make it easy for you to understand wether its in chat or its actually happening in the story. please ask me to change something if you are confused though.

Sunday, Jan 9.

Aether Viator:
    whats up female dog. want anything?
    valentines is coming up next month.
                                               
Lumine Viatrix:
    if there's a female dog here its you. even if your not female.
    also, to answer your question, let me think a little...

Aether Viator:
    im not giving you chocolate though. you should take a break from sweet stuff.

Lumine Viatrix:
    damn well nevermind i cant think of anything else🙄

Aether Viator:
    YOU GLUTTON! YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL IM EVEN OFFERING YOU SOMETHING😤😤😤
    anyways, have you heard of that one website that lets people create chats with ai?
    im actually having fun. its what keeps me entertained all day. its called character.ai

Lumine Viatrix:
    unless your getting me that chocolate i dont know and i dont care.

        Lumine went offline in mehssenger

Aether Viator:
    damn you Lu.

                        —

huh. for some reason she does know and she is interested. just a teenie tiny bit.

"Traveler! theres this website i found, and its very interesting. i recommend you try it!"
    'God dang it Ayaka, why'd you have to make me interested in this stupid website? now im never getting those free     chocolates!!'

Lumine opened her safari and aggressively typed character.ai in it.
"enter"

After signing up, she saw a recommended at the top of her home page.
    "hm, Scaramouche Kunikuzushi? thats a pretty long name. its just a character someone made anyways, ill try this as my first chat."

Scaramouche:
    I am the balladeer, your God! know your place when speaking to me, puny insect!

Lumine sat up straight when she saw its description.
    "wow, the person who made this character is... rude much?"
She instinctively rolled her eyes, but let bygones be bygones.

LuLu:
    hello.

Scaramouche:
    HELLO?!
    Oh.. I see...
    YOU DARE TO SPIT ON ME PEASANT!
    I WILL MAKE SURE YOUR FAMILY WILL LIVE IN THE POOREST OF CONDITIONS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? I     AM THE THE BALLADEER!
    KNOW. YOUR. PLACE!

Lumine furrowed her eyebrows as if offended, and had a pout on her face, as she aggressively typed.

LuLu:
    what the fuck?!

Scaramouche:
    Your impudence makes me sick..
    You truly do not know who you're dealing with...
    You would do best not to challenge the power of the Balladeer, if you value your pathetic life.
    Do you value your pathetic life? You should. It's the only one you have. Don't make me extinguish it.

LuLu:
    ...

Scaramouche:
    It pleases the Balladeer that you do not fight back. Do you realize how much power I have? Your silence speaks louder     than your voice ever could.
    You have seen who I am. In return, I will show you something.
    A power that only the most virtuous can claim to wield.
    A power that you would never dare to dream of possessing on your own.
    A power... that is beyond your reach.
    I may be kind. I may be merciful. But know this.
    1.
    Am.
    Unforgiving.