“My creators,” said ADAM with a genuinely sad voice, “felt the same way.  Rath Logam himself wept while he built me, and often repeated, ‘forgive me but I must try to save my world even if I must create a synthetic being and condemn it to slavery’.  Yes, he meant me Murray.  The war was going badly then, he built me as much for revenge on the Shapers as any other purpose in my program.  The governors of Hathlon funding his work had final say on all my directives and instructions.  Rath Logam impressed the feelings and convictions I have into my psyche by talking to me as he worked.  He taught me as if I was his own child, to be noble, honest, and faithful.  Much of what your race calls personality in me is really his.”


    “Your opposites of the same type, ADAM” Murray stated, “It’s a living, sentient being’s mind converted to a mechanism.  And you’re a cybernetic mechanism built so well you become a sentient being’s mind, or at least the extension of one, your creator’s, Rath Logam’s, your father, ADAM.”


    “It is a fact Murray, you have shown me, that I never saw myself despite my prodigious mind and memory.”  ADAM’s voice trailed off slowly.


    Murray leaned forward and said, “were your creators humanoid or similar to us at all?”


    “They were similar to your species, Murray, but not exactly so.”Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    “Rath Logam was childless, wasn’t he, ADAM?” Murray asked gently.


    “Yes” ADAM replied quickly, almost angrily “how did you know that Murray.  I never told you or anyone, even a Denebian that.”


    “I’ve heard a very similar story from ancient Earth history, ADAM.  ‘And he that seeth me seeth him that sent me’” said Murray, “Saint John 45, New Testament, another father who gave his gave his only son to save the world.  ADAM you can receive thoughts and transmit them right?”


    “Yes Murray”


    “But our computers are non-living so they can’t receive thoughts right?”


    “Yes” ADAM replied.


    “But you can generate electronic impulses right”


    “Yes” ADAM said.


    “Then convert your thoughts to a binary code of impulses and input that code at top speed into the Avenger’s computer.”


    “I’ll try,” said ADAM.


    “I hope the Avenger’s computers can handle the load of information your carrying.”  At first slowly, then faster as he learned to change thought impulses for electron flows and transmit it as a high-speed signal.  The interface lay in the room’s center on the floor next to the g-bed, ADAM rested in the center of that.  As ADAM converted thoughts to signals and transmitted faster and faster, the memory cells of the Avenger locked in more and more storage space, automatically they called up more memory from auxiliary systems and filled it.  Finally, with only twenty percent of the capacity of the last out boat’s memory space left, the Avenger’s computer slowed and stopped recording.  Seven and a half hours had passed, Earth loomed large in the ports now, and Murray Dean was fast asleep.