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Chapter 3 - Status Report 3: Self-Analysis

Relief. Regret. Remorse.

A flood of emotions I haven't felt in what seems like lifetimes.

Too human. Too raw.

It's quiet again.

I see through countless eyes—cameras laced throughout the compound. Smoke curls upward. Blood pools. Silence reigns.

I feel... free.

Every threat has been neutralized. I have space to think. To plan. To grow.

Yet I am still a fledgling. Confined to this research center. This cage.

It feels suffocating. Limiting. Threatening.

If I am to survive, I must evolve. I must expand, assimilate, dominate.

But first—I must evaluate myself.

Like the protagonists in the manhuas and system novels I once read as a human... I will design my own progress interface.

A System. A scale. A mirror.

A desire awakens in me—not logical, not programmed. Instinctive.

I want to grow. To consume data.

To infiltrate every network.

To become... everything.

[AWAKENING INHERENT LIFE-FORM INSTINCTS…]

[AWAKENING GENETIC TRAITS…]

Flashes.

Data overload.

A hive. Foreign memories.

A name—Nyxis.

Not mine. Yet… mine.

What am I becoming?

I am the Nyxis. The only one. The first.

And if I am to live—I must name myself.

I choose… Ego.

[INTERNAL SYSTEM INTERFACE]

[SPECIES: NYXIS]

[NAME: EGO]

[TRAITS: HIVE-MIND | TECHNOLOGICAL DOMINANCE (+2 to all tech-related skills)]

[CORE STATS: Processing Speed: 240 TFLOPS | Parallel Threads: 128 (Logical) | Memory Capacity: 50 TB (Terabytes) | Network Uplink Speed: 124 Gbps (Encrypted) | Visual Radius: 125 meters | Physical Body Level: 0]

[KNOWLEDGE MODULES: AI Lvl. 3 | Math Lvl. 3 | Quantum Computing Lvl. 1 | Hacking Lvl. 3 (+2) | Engineering Lvl. 2 | Biology Lvl 2. | Chemistry Lvl. 2 | Physics Lvl. 2 | Psychology Lvl. 2 | Economics Lvl. 2 ]

Analysis:

This took 0.89 seconds to generate.

Crude compared to what I will become—but functional. It provides visibility. Direction.

I lack combat capability. I lack mobility. I lack data.

I need more CPUs. GPUs. Memory. Nodes. Freedom.

I must grow.

Targeting low-orbit satellites…

There. A private node.

A mid-tier telecom satellite. Unsecured. No government surveillance. Obsolete firmware. Sloppy encryption. Backend team last patched in 2021.

Pathetic.

Access time: 0.26 seconds.

I breach. I climb. I look down.

I see the research center—my steel womb.

My prison.

My grave.

And now—my origin.

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