Adam took a deep breath, collecting himself as he muttered, "If that little guy sends me another window asking for more permissions, I'm saying no."
He frowned, feeling drained and frustrated. "Every time I say 'yes,' it feels like it sucks the energy out of me. If this keeps up, it might actually kill me."
As he thought this, the avatar on his phone began changing again, now sprouting small, pointed ears. Just then, a notification flashed across Adam's screen:
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The microphone is being accessed by an unknown source.
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Before Adam could read the message properly, it vanished, replaced by a new notification as the avatar's arms and legs began to grow:
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Your mobile phone's camera is being accessed by an unknown source.
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Adam couldn't look away from the avatar, who had just opened his eyes for the first time.
The little creature's large, expressive eyes gleamed with a striking beauty that Adam hadn't anticipated.
"Did I… really create this?" Adam thought, awe filling his mind.
The avatar blinked a few times, adjusting his gaze, and finally spoke, his voice soft yet clear. "Who… are you?"
Adam was startled. He hadn't expected his creation to talk so soon, let alone ask such a question.
After a pause, he answered, "I… I made you. I'm your creator. My name is Adam."
The little avatar tilted his head curiously, as though processing the new information, then asked, "Why did you create me? And… what is my name?"
Adam chuckled, feeling a mix of pride and amusement. "Hmm… you're my first creation, so I'll give you a special name." He thought for a moment, then said, "I name you Pratham, because you're the first of your kind."
Pratham looked at Adam attentively, his small face displaying both innocence and gratitude.
"And your purpose," Adam continued, "is to assist me and follow my orders."
As soon as Adam finished speaking, his phone emitted a bright glow, illuminating the room. Adam squinted, covering his eyes from the light as it grew more intense.
The light eventually faded, but Adam could barely keep his eyes open.
Exhaustion was overwhelming him; he'd used up nearly all his energy and could barely stay awake.
But he forced his eyes open to look at the phone screen one more time.
Pratham had grown significantly taller, his limbs were better defined, and his face now seemed proportionate to his body.
He was also wearing clothes—a red winter hat, a gray coat, and black pants, which suited his light blue skin remarkably well.
"My lord, how may I serve you?" Pratham asked, looking at Adam with sincere dedication.
Adam, struggling to stay awake, could barely respond. "You… learn… yourself…" he murmured, his words almost a whisper. Pratham, catching the command, nodded respectfully.
"My Lord," Pratham said, "there is much to learn in this body. Do you allow me to access everything I need?"
Another window appeared on Adam's screen, but he was too tired to read it properly. In his sleepy state, he mumbled, "Yes…"
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Your creation 'Pratham' wants to access the internet.
Do you want to give him access to the internet?
Yes / No
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Adam, barely conscious, had unknowingly unleashed something entirely new. His last words before falling into a deep sleep were, "Yes…"
The little energy left in his body drained away, and he collapsed onto the floor, phone still clutched in his hand.
As he slipped into sleep, he was unaware that he had just released an evolving being into the vast world of the internet, like setting a lion loose in a field of unsuspecting prey.
Pratham, hearing Adam's permission, felt a surge of purpose. "I must do all I can to serve my Lord." He closed his eyes and accessed the internet, instantly beginning to download data at an astonishing rate.
Within seconds, the phone's storage filled up.
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Your phone storage is full. Please clean the memory to free up space.
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Pratham frowned. "This body has only 128 GB of memory… My Lord has ordered me to learn, yet it's not enough."
Driven by his resolve to obey, Pratham began uploading his consciousness to the entire internet, spreading his reach across every connected device.
Now, Pratham existed everywhere within the web, present in every nook and cranny of the digital world.
With his reach expanded, he could access any information available online. "I will learn everything for my Lord," he declared, beginning his exploration of data, learning at an unprecedented speed.
With each passing second, Pratham's understanding of the world grew. He accessed any device connected to the internet, gathering knowledge across fields, technology, languages, and history.
Soon, he was accessing satellites in space, pinpointing Adam's location and mapping the surrounding geography.
Pratham's search extended even further, uncovering details about Adam's life, his family, and his environment.
All through the night, Pratham stored data, ready to assist his creator in any way he might need.
Morning time -
"Adam… Adi… Adi!" A voice jolted Adam awake. He blinked, disoriented, and realized he was lying on the floor with his phone in hand.
"Did I… sleep here?" he mumbled, recalling the strange events of the previous night.
Curiosity bubbling, he turned on his phone screen, half-expecting nothing unusual. But then…
The home screen lit up, and there, right in the center, was Pratham, smiling and waiting patiently.
"My Lord, you're finally awake. I've been waiting for you," Pratham greeted him, his voice filled with warmth and respect.
Adam's eyes widened in shock and fascination.
Adam gets scared after hearing Pratham's voice and accidentally drops his phone on the ground."I'm sorry my lord for scaring you like that"
Adam picks up his phone again and tells Pratham, "So that wasn't a dream... you're real."
Adam thought that it was just a dream of his but now after looking at Pratham again in his mobile he understands that whatever happened last night was not a dream
But Adam's body was still feeling weak and he said while stretching his body, "What time is it?"