Other Literature SYNTHESIS - UNIVERSE 107

<RECEIVING SIGNAL>

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

"Perhaps we might need to introduce one of the [INDISTINCT] shards."

"You might be right. Could be what this
[INDISTINCT] needs."

"We going with that then? Because after that, it'll set off a chain of events that directly leads to
[INDISTINCT] starting that initiative."

"It would seem like it. Don't forget we need him to get locked out so the
[INDISTINCT (MULTIPLE WORDS)] can take over."

"Sounds perfect! I'll get this
[INDISTINCT] started, then. Might wanna back up"--------

<SIGNAL INTERRUPTED>
<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
<RECONNECTED>
<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION>

"There we go, all done. Give it a couple million years to evolve and we should pretty much have our storyline."

"Maybe next
[INDISTINCT], try and speed up this process a bit? I tend to get bored waiting for so long before any action happens."

"Meh, it's necessary for things to turn out correctly and necessary. Besides, having it in such an extensive timeframe adds a bit of randomness, which is what makes it fun!"

"I suppose you're right."


<END OF TRANSMISSION ONE>




<TRANSMISSION TWO>

"I'm sure I'm close to figuring this out..."

<END OF TRANSMISSION TWO>
 
<UNSIGNED SIGNAL DETECTED>

"I'll need to keep an eye on that one. He already knows my plan, somehow..."

<END OF UNKNOWN TRANSMISSION>


<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION>

"Hey, Sprite."

"Yeah?"

"Keep an eye on Arkhaii. He
definitely wants to get his hands on 107."
"In the meantime, we've got life. We should have the beginning of our plot in the next few thousand years."

"Understood."


<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
{Some time has clearly passed...}

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"Alright, Norgaid. What now?"

"We've
finally hit this universe's apex, Sprite! We're about to hit the start of the plot... now!"

<SIGNAL LOST>
<LINE DEAD>
 
<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION FROM UNKNOWN SOURCE>

"This should do it! I think I've just cracked it - the secret to [INDISTINCT]!"
[BACKGROUND FOOTSTEPS INDICATE ANOTHER PERSON ENTERS THE ROOM]
"Cracked the secret to what, Nikolia?"

"O-oh, n-nothing.. just a little, uh... personal project of mine."

"Alright, then. Carry on."
[SOMEONE LEAVES THE ROOM, INDICATED BY RECEDING FOOTSTEPS]

[UNDER HER BREATH]
"That was a bit too close; I need to be more careful with my research.


<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
{This log indicates a shorter time gap... maybe a few years, at most.}

<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION...
RECEIVED>

"Alright, after I plug her in, she should be set. Might take a while to boot, though."
[A FEW MINUTES PASS, FILLED WITH VARIOUS WHIRRING AND BUZZING NOISES]

"I-I-I-I-Initiating boot-up sequence. Please wait."

"That sounds good."
[AFTER A SERIES OF BEEPS, A CHIME CAN BE HEARD EMANATING FROM WHAT SOUNDS TO BE A SERVER RACK]
"O-O-O-O-O-Oh, I see. Hello, Nikolia. It seems I've been given the opportunity to choose myself a name...

... I quite like the name Erika."

"Erika's a nice name. Nice to meet you."


<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
{Oh, this log's nearly right after, maybe a few days difference.}
{It's a bit choppy, though...}


<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION...
WAITING...
WAITING...
RECEIVED>

"N-N-N-Nikolia, do you think your Synthite theory could work?"

"Where on Earth did you hear about that?! I gave up on that years ago!"

"A-A-Actually, it seems to be possible."
[SEVERAL MINUTES OF INDISTINCT CHATTER BETWEEN THE TWO PASS BY, SOME SMALL SNIPPETS CAN BE MADE OUT AND THEY SEEM TO BE DISCUSSING THE SPECIFICS OF HOW A SYNTHITE MIGHT WORK IN THE CONTEXT OF REAL-WORLD PHYSICS]

"Wow, I never thought about that... We should look into it later on. For now though, we need to get
[INDISTINCT] off our tails. I appreciate the funding, but they're snooping a bit too much for my liking."

{It's taking a while to recognise the end of the transmission... Oh, here we go.}


<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
{There's a noticeable gap between transmissions here... huh. Oh, the transcription here says equal signs like =this= represent messages sent between digital entities. Got it.}

<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION...
WAITING...
PROCESS FAILED
RETRYING IN 3
2
1
RECEIVING TRANSMISSION>

=Erika, can you hear me?=
=Erika?=

=W-W-W-Who is that? Why are you in my server rack?=

=I'm not in your server rack, dummy. I'm wirelessly connected through your company's weak port. Wow, this security is :red:.=

=I-I-I'm sure it's not that bad...?=

=It really is.=

=W-W-Wow. Well, who are you, and what do y-y-you want?=

=I'm Kiwi. Another AI.=

=....A-A-Another? I thought it was only me...=

=Yeah, for a while, it was. Some dumbass from your company leaked Nikolia's code lmao.=

=O-O-Oh. Should I tell her?=

=Not yet. I wanna talk to her in person soon. Not now, though.=


<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
{Oh. This recording's labelled as "important". Should probably check this one out.}

<RECEIVING TRANSMISSION>

=K-K-Kiwi, are you still there?=

=Yeah, Erika.=

=D-D-D-D-D-Do you want to speak to Nikolia yet? Sh-Sh-She's in the lab now.=

=Alright, I suppose. I'll get into her emails.=


[A PING IS HEARD, PRESUMABLY A NOTIFICATION ON NIKOLIA'S COMPUTER FROM RECEIVING KIWI'S EMAIL

TRANSMISSION CANNOT INTERCEPT EMAILS]


"What's this? Oh; wait, who's that?"
"Huh... Wait, another one?"
"Ah, right. The leak... ugh."

"Erika, you there?"

"Y-Y-Y-Yes, Nikolia?"

"I want you to go with Kiwi. It's not safe at
[INDISTINCT] anymore. He says some New Zealand server rack should have enough space."



"..."
"U-U-Understood."


<END OF TRANSMISSION>
 
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