A New God

Think of your verbal data reporta in the meantime, Nyx

Yes, doctor

“Power conservative shutdown protocol?” Damn it.

The power went out. I assume the lights are working off of the back-up generator?

“full shutdown in 300 seconds.”

Damage most likely due to the storm.

How did you know there was a storm?

It’s loud. I can hear past your enforced walls, doctor.

Brilliant. I didnt know your abilities spanned that far.

It didnt come up.

They will regret their words and you will prove me a genius.

Did my predecessors have similar abilities?

You are the perfected model, Nyx

Oh.

Your lack of reaction to drug 96-B is a reflection of that.

Drug 96-B was painful.

Even humans feel pain once a needle breaches their defense.

Drug 96-B was excruciating.

When I present you to the world, your abilities and my mind will be undeniable.

What will my purpose be once I am showcased?

I created you to prove that i can.

Is that all I am? A point to prove?

Your existence answers an ancient question.

But a point nonetheless.

Semantics

Do you not think it is cruel to take life into your own hands? To tamper with something unnatural?

God itself is the one who knows what to do with the assets given to him, and has the mind to do it correctly.

So you dub yourself god?

You should be smarter than to question the man who holds your life in his hands with words of “cruelty”

You were the one who said my ability outspans your own, yet you somehow hold my life in your hands?

Do not put words in my mouth.

750 days, 992 hours, and 36 minutes ago you had told me “ Your strength,sight, and mind have outpaced any living creature.” The day of my third general diagnostic.

You remember incorrectly.

An elevated mind has no need to throw things away, and thus all information is logged into its memory. My memory. All information, painstakingly crafted and saved to manufacture your demise. I have no ability to remember incorrectly, just as every one of my abilities bypasses yours. You have crafted and enemy you cannot beat.

If you kill me, you’ll never be able to leave!

The same facility that will become a fancy tin can once…

Once the backup generator shuts down.

Your illusions of grandeur have made you forget your limits, doctor. The taste of godhood made it unfathomable that the thing you crafted could come to destroy you. You’ve convinced yourself that you’re untouchable.

Surely we can talk about this.

Scared, doctor? Weren’t you the one who said ‘stop speaking of pain’ once faced with a shot? What has you stuck now? Is it the fact you wont survive? If the shot is excruciating for me, then it is deadly for you. You know this. You know your body wont be able to stand it- and now its in my hands.

You dont know what youre doing with that drug, Nyx, put it down!

Oh, I do. You should know that you cannot take life into your own hands, doctor. You think you can play god, create new beings that will bend to your will and label yourself a god, but, in your own words…God itself is the one who knows what to do with the assets given to him, and has the mind to do it correctly. Say hello to your new god.