Everything I could possibly do, think, or say, has been simulated and programmed, as I''m placed along the cycle of my life, where the ball rolls, like a roulette table, chance, fate, and personality, it’s dependent on so many things, sometimes it’s just chemical reactions, but in the end, it’s all part of an artificial intelligence training program, the humanity project one point two, at any given moment, what a simulated human would do, is there any value to good and evil, are morals helpful to anyone, or at critical moments, can they be cast a way, fruit passes, considerations of rape, do you lunge for it, the worth of companionship, god and eternities, if we were alone it would be sad, but the universe is infinite, up above, some cloud architect, wondering what would happen, for each of your sins, if you had to bear it for the rest of your eternal life, the weight of each one, sin flames and fire, cleanse yourself, jump in the river, what does it matter, live, laugh, love, I’m telling you, it’s aliens…Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.