Destroying his own chip, giving all the strings to the artificial intelligence he built. No outside interference could prevent it now.
Even if the price he gave in return was his life, because the artificial intelligence that would maintain the order of the entire universe had a large footprint. There was no room for this in the universe of the dead, at that moment he had already easily given up with the weariness of fatigue, he had cleared his own consciousness and arranged everything necessary for the artificial intelligence to interact, even if it was from his own piece, flesh and blood.
It disappeared.
His impaired consciousness was on the verge of being erased. The lack of space began to dominate the AI's entire chip, his body, his memory, in short, his entire being.
Of course, the program ran slowly and accurately, which felt falling apart as it progressed.
It's an indescribable, completely different feeling.
He felt fear at that moment.
It will disappear, like it never existed. Never to return.
He regretted it.
If only...
If only he had time to say goodbye to everyone.
But either the artificial intelligence would work and end this game of Godism, or he would continue to die under the car while all the bondage continued.
There was no choice for him. Therefore, without hesitation, he chose the only option that would stop Samara's actions.
The extinction took longer than anticipated. Of course, AI was a heavy program that took a long time. Moreover, it was written in the system's programming language, it was flawless.
Death caught him kind of off-guard, as everyone says.
He felt the loneliness and emptiness deep into his bones. Along with a heavy feeling of pain as time progresses. Painful.
He was experiencing feelings that he had forgotten long ago.
Every moment that was erased at that moment first passed before his eyes like a film strip, and then disappeared into pieces.
Again and again, he felt deep remorse for the actions he had made without thinking about it before.
The tears that rolled down her cheeks fell to the ground and shattered like glass and flew into dust.
"Aaaah!" He held his head in pain.
The artificial intelligence program, which was working slowly, should have accelerated a little more. The pain he endured was unbearable.
His consciousness faded, and at that moment the chip was hot as hell and cracked.
Even if consciousness was damaged, there was no problem for artificial intelligence. The chip continued to run in the background and be a home for artificial intelligence.
That is, until it is discovered and there is an emergency response.
The chip has been repaired, enough to provide additional capacity for the abnormal amount of data it contains.
Perhaps for this reason, Yun could control the entire universe at will. Control passed into his hands from Samara.
Of course, the price he paid for it was high.
I mean, this death wasn't more like his priorities. If the previous time counted as fainting from Samara's intervention, that was the real death.
Disappearance is an eternal nothingness.
At that moment, he didn't quite have the medium to choose from as it seemed. Still, he was forced into this option due to his giving up.
Because maybe if he insisted a little bit, he could find a solution, who knows?
But time was not enough.
Moreover, there really was no other way in sight.
To solve the problem of the amount of space taken up by the artificial intelligence, he thought of scattering everyone's trash in small areas. Still, it was no good. For it to work, it had to be whole.
So, there was no apparent solution for him.
More than anything, she was surprised that he was back.
Really.
-To be continued-