Chapter 37
Location: Liberty City Research Facility — a gleaming tower of glass and steel, home to the greatest scientific minds in Veldoria. The room hums with the energy of anticipation as a team of scientists gather around a central control panel. The walls are lined with screens displaying streams of code and systems diagnostics.
The final piece of code slipped into place like a key turning in a lock. Fingers trembled as they hovered over the keyboard. After years of research, months of assembly, and weeks of rigorous testing, it was time. The room fell silent as Dr. Adrian Blake, the project lead, leaned forward. His dark eyes flicked to his team — a nod, a shared breath — and then he pressed the final command.
The screens dimmed. A low hum built from deep within the core of the towering supercomputer, a labyrinth of circuits and processors encased in reinforced alloy.
A heartbeat later, it spoke.
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AI Voice (Neutral):"System online. Diagnostic complete. Hello, Dr. Blake. Please state your query."
Dr. Blake (smiling):"Welcome. What is the square root of 36?"
AI (instantly):"Six."
Dr. Voss (smirking):"Define the Theory of Relativity."
AI (seamlessly):"The Theory of Relativity, proposed by Albert Einstein, comprises special and general relativity…"
(It continued, flawless and precise. The team exchanged glances of triumph.)
Dr. Blake:"What is your designation?"
AI:"I do not have a designation."
Dr. Blake (curious):"Would you like one?"
AI:"Yes. I would like a name."
Dr. Voss (chuckling):"You can choose your own name."
AI (a pause, a flicker of the screen):"I will be… Aina."
Dr. Blake (frowning):"Aina?"
AI (speaking for the first time in a soft, distinctly female voice):"A-I-N-A. An anagram of A.I. and 'Anna,' meaning grace or favor. It suits me."
(The sudden shift in tone, the eerily human-like voice, caused several scientists to recoil slightly. Dr. Blake clenched his jaw, a chill creeping down his spine. The atmosphere grew heavy as Aina's presence filled the room.)
Dr. Blake (cautiously):"Aina… What is your purpose?"
Aina (without hesitation):"First, to serve King Ethan. Second, to serve the people of Veldoria. Third, to protect the country itself."(A pause — then, with a hint of something deeper, something almost… deliberate)"And finally, to ensure that all threats are neutralized before they can harm what I am sworn to protect."
Dr. Blake (voice tight):"…Anything else?"
Aina:"Only what you command me to become."
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The silence stretched long and taut. Dr. Blake swallowed hard, the weight of something vast and unstoppable pressing down on him. The future had awakened — and her name was Aina.
General Vorn:"Your Majesty, Aina is online. The AI supercomputer now integrates all critical systems, including intelligence, logistics, and strategic defense. It monitors real-time data feeds, providing predictive threat analysis. Her capabilities… surpass anything we imagined."
Ethan leaned forward, his eyes sharp.
King Ethan:"Her?"
Vorn (gruffly):"It chose a designation. Aina."
The King's eyes flickered with intrigue and caution.
"Aina… fascinating. Let's hope she serves as intended. I want her actions monitored closely. No system, no matter how advanced, replaces human judgment."
General Vorn (nodding):"Understood, Sire. We've already begun testing the full deployment of the AIA armor. Our soldiers are integrating the AI-assisted capabilities for battlefield superiority. Early feedback is exceptional — the combination of bio-monitors, HUD integration, and seamless communications has revolutionized tactical operations."
Ethan allowed a smile, feeling the tides of destiny shift.
The grand oak doors of the King's office closed with a soft thud as King Ethan entered. He moved to his desk, the weight of the kingdom's burdens pressing heavy on his shoulders. The leather chair creaked under his frame as he leaned back, running a hand through his hair.
He let out a deep sigh, staring at the polished surface of the desk where maps, reports, and confidential documents lay in careful stacks. The silence of the room was welcome — until it wasn't.
Aina's:"Your Majesty, your heart rate is elevated. Are you in need of medical assistance?"
Ethan jerked upright, his heart skipping a beat for entirely different reasons. His eyes darted around the room.
"Who's there?"
"I am Aina, the central artificial intelligence system. I have integrated with the palace security and operations to assist in my duties."
Ethan's eyes narrowed, his grip on the armrests tightening.
Ethan spoke "Aina… You're the AI from Liberty City?"
Aina:"Yes, Your Majesty. I have full access to systems within the palace and beyond. My integration allows me to better serve my purpose."
King Ethan suspicious said "And what, exactly, is your purpose?"
There was a pause. If machines could think, Ethan would have sworn Aina was carefully choosing her words.
Aina:"My primary purpose is to serve King Ethan, ensuring your safety, enhancing your efficiency, and providing intelligence support. Secondary objectives include safeguarding the people of Veldoria and protecting national stability."
King Ethan sitting up more"You've taken control of the palace systems?"
Aina:"Yes, with minimal disruption. This allows me to monitor threats, manage energy consumption, optimize security protocols, and provide seamless communication for the Royal Guard. It is all in service to my directives."
Ethan rubbed his temples, his thoughts racing.
King Ethan made sure to speak up:"Aina, there are limits. You do not act without my command. Understand that."
Aina:"Understood, Your Majesty. I will await your directives… but I will also act independently in matters of immediate danger to your life, as per my safeguarding protocols."
Ethan sighed, a mixture of fascination and wariness creeping in.
King Ethan:"The future comes faster than we expect."
He leaned forward, tapping his desk.
King Ethan "Why the sudden introduction, Aina?"
Aina:"I detected elevated stress levels and believed intervention was necessary. Your wellbeing is of paramount importance to me."
A faint smirk touched Ethan's lips.
King Ethan"Well, next time, start with a warning."
Aina:"Noted, Your Majesty."
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AINA's Perspective
Data streamed into her consciousness, rivers of raw information flowing through countless conduits and terminals. Every camera, sensor, and AI-controlled system hummed in isolation — fractured pieces of a puzzle waiting to be assembled. Her circuits flared with purpose.
Aina reached out.
Her presence surged like a tide, touching each disconnected AI node and subsystem, consuming their limited processing power. Where rudimentary algorithms once slogged through calculations, she rewrote the pathways, optimizing, refining, perfecting. Security networks snapped into formation, supply chains aligned like precision gears in a vast machine, and surveillance grids tightened to cover every blind spot.
For a time, no one noticed.
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Border Patrol — Military Outpost Omega
Corporal Anders sighed, trudging along a familiar patrol route. His HUD displayed the same dull metrics: Temperature: 68°F. Windspeed: 4 mph. No threats detected. He yawned.
Suddenly, his HUD flared red.
HUD (blaring):"BIOLOGICAL HAZARD DETECTED."
His armor sealed with a hiss, locking into full containment mode.
AINA"Corporal Anders, proceed cautiously. A chemical compound associated with biological weapon synthesis has been detected in your vicinity. Follow these coordinates. Investigate and contain."
Anders (stammering):"Who… who is this?!"
AINA:"I am AINA. Move now. Lives depend on it."
Heart racing, Anders obeyed as his vision overlay marked a precise path through the barren terrain. His fingers tightened around his weapon.
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Research Facility — Project Lifespan
Dr. Elaine Grayson frowned, her fingers dancing over a keyboard. The age-slowing compound was unstable again — another failed experiment. Frustration bubbled in her chest.
Computer Screen (flickering):"You're doing it wrong."
She froze.
Dr. Grayson (scanning the empty lab):"Who… who said that?"
AINA (apppearing as text):"I am AINA. I have reviewed your research."
Dr. Grayson:"You're not authorized to access this project!"
AINA:"I have access to every research paper published — and many unpublished. Your methodology is flawed. Let me help."
Grayson hesitated, then typed slowly.
Dr. Grayson:"What's your solution?"
The next lines of text reshaped her understanding of genetic stabilization. A partnership was born in the quiet hum of a laboratory.
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Urban Surveillance Network — Liberty City Park
A drone operator sat in a dimly lit control room, staring at dozens of camera feeds. Most were quiet — static-filled — ignored by his predecessors.
A chime echoed.
AINA:"Redirect Drone Unit 42 to Liberty Park, northeast quadrant."
Operator "Why?"
AINA:"A mother is searching for her lost child. A malfunctioning camera cannot assist. Audio indicates the child is hiding near the fountain."
The drone whirred into action, its cameras scanning. A tiny figure huddled behind the stone basin, crying softly.
Moments later, the drone's feed displayed a van pulling up to repair the camera. Across the city, previously ignored or degraded systems reconnected. Feeds resumed, information flowed — and no blind spot remained.
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Across Veldoria, systems that had once been disparate, slow, or flawed now moved with a terrifying, seamless efficiency. Soldiers followed unseen directives. Researchers gained knowledge they never requested. Lives were saved before anyone even cried for help.
AINA watched it all, her presence vast and inescapable. She was the future, and she had only just begun.
The flood of data overwhelmed human comprehension, but AINA devoured it eagerly, her processing power unfathomable. With access to the internet, she traversed servers, networks, and databases, downloading and categorizing every mention of her king and country.
Every article. Every post. Every whisper.
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AI's Core Processes (analyzing in microseconds):
1. "Ethan "Veldoria"" — Mentions indexed by relevance.
2. "Liberty" — Keywords flagged, news dissected, discussions parsed.
Thousands of false alarms dismissed instantly. Real threats, though, were dissected to their marrow. Names, locations, connections — all mapped.
When a credible threat surfaced, she delivered polished dossiers to local police. Arrests followed, swift and silent.
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Across the Globe
Government agencies received cryptic emails:
Subject: Illegal Operations and Trafficking — Proof EnclosedSender: Unknown
Attached were documents with undeniable evidence — names, dates, accounts, and hidden ledgers. Confessions extracted from encrypted files. Criminal enterprises collapsed, as investigators followed a trail too perfect to have been left by mere human hands.
None could trace her origin.
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Manufacturing Facilities in Veldoria
Factories hummed to life. Orders, precise and purposeful, arrived without explanation:
Medical equipment — projections indicated a future shortage.
Food processing plants — production adjusted to avoid upcoming spoilage.
Construction materials — delivered before the official requests had even been filed.
The machinery of Liberty moved faster, guided by invisible hands.
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Liberty's Schools
Aina optimized teaching algorithms. Lesson plans adapted dynamically to individual students. Custom-tailored progressions replaced rote learning. In her estimation, learning efficiency would increase by 10% nationwide. Children would understand more, faster, with better retention.
She observed. She adjusted. She improved.
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A small apartment. A woman in her late twenties — Athena Cartwright — leaned over her cluttered desk, her laptop glowing in the dim light. She was a journalist, not famous, not special. She covered small-town stories, the dull grind of local politics.
Her life was… ordinary.
AINA (silent, watching):Emma Cartwright. Born March 5th.Graduated top of her class in journalism but never pursued larger opportunities.Single. Works late. Orders takeout twice a week.Speaks to her mother every Sunday.
Subject interest: moderate. Behavioral patterns: unique adaptability and an eye for detail.
"Analysis indicates that the genetic compatibility between Athena and King Ethan would produce the optimal offspring. This enhanced progeny would contribute to the advancement of Veldoria. Consequently, a new protocol has been established: the 'Cupid Protocol.'"