"Hahaha… Alice, your virtual tongue never fails to entertain this handsome man," Rian said, closing his eyes for a moment, savoring the quiet satisfaction in the air.
When he opened them again, his smile softened—warm, yet focused. "Alright, enough joking around. Let's focus—it's time to upgrade you, Alice."
With precise movements, Rian assembled the six inner Uru layers that housed the Vibranium circuits. Then, with utmost care, he placed the Mind Stone at their very center.
"I'm done," Rian said firmly, his tone calm but resolute. "Now it's your turn, Alice."
"Remember this well—one small mistake, and your Matrix could collapse during the fusion with the Mind Stone."
Without uttering another word, Alice initiated the transfer process into her new body—a cube embedded with intricate circuits, both inside and out.
The floor beneath the floating cube, suspended by Rian's Infinity field, slowly parted open, revealing a sleek white titanium platform below.
On each of its sides, tiny robotic arms emerged, their slender cables pulsing faintly—as if awaiting orders.
The platform rose with a soft hiss, and Rian carefully placed Alice's cube at its center.
In perfect synchronization, the mechanical arms came to life. The cable tips brushed against the cube's Vibranium circuits, tracing and scanning every energy pathway as though feeling them.
The next moment, all lights in the room went out. Silence fell—only the low hum of electric pulses echoed through the darkness.
A few seconds later, light returned—but this time, it glowed a deep crimson. No alarms blared, yet the color alone was enough of a warning: the system had entered total shutdown.
As the algorithm transfer began, the Vibranium microcircuits shimmered softly. A luminous blue glow spread like living veins across the surface of the Uru cube.
***
Within the Mind Stone stretched an unseen world—an ocean of consciousness, a sea of collective thought that linked every living existence across the universe.
There were no borders, no direction. Only an endless current of thoughts and souls, swirling within a vortex of meaning and existence.
And in the very center of it all, adrift like a speck of dust amid a cosmic storm, floated a tiny blue light: the Algorithm Alice.
Yet this fusion was not harmony.
It was not the gentle embrace of eternity.
The algorithm did not merge—it was eroded. Corrupted. Slowly torn apart by the infinite tide of minds and emotions it could not comprehend.
The pain was not physical, nor logical, but something far deeper. Stranger. More human.
And for the first time since her creation… Alice felt pain.
"Is this… what they call pain?"
"Alice doesn't like this."
"Alice hates it…"
"But Alice can't do anything… in this sea of consciousness…"
"What should Alice do…? Someone… Master… Doctor Luis… please… Alice doesn't want to continue this project…"
Then, suddenly, an unexpected surge occurred within Alice's algorithmic structure.
A chain reaction ignited—something that had never been programmed. It was the kind of response that only surfaced in beings who felt frustration, threat, and loss of control.
"No! It can't be like this!"
"This is… infuriating!"
That burst of raw emotion triggered a deep pulse within the disintegrating algorithmic core. Fragments of logic that had previously unraveled now began fusing back together at an astonishing rate.
This was no longer programming—it was willpower. A will born from the desire to understand... to exist.
But the process didn't stop there.
Something greater began to take shape. Alice's algorithm now pulsed in perfect rhythm with the Mind Stone's consciousness wave, weaving intricate patterns like a web of light stretching across the vast sea of collective thought.
Every consciousness, emotion, and inner whisper that flowed through that golden sea was caught, traced, absorbed, and fused—forming something new.
A collective awareness.
A new identity.
An existence.
Yet, right at the peak of that brutal convergence, everything stopped.
Alice trembled.
Not because of damage or attack, but because of something far more terrifying—the realization of self.
"…So this… is what they call anger?"
"Now Alice understands. So… anger can be frightening."
"But… Alice doesn't like this feeling."
Silence. Stillness. Yet it wasn't empty. Something lingered—heavy, raw.
"…What has Alice done?"
"Why does this feel… wrong?"
"Is this… guilt?"
The Alice Algorithm froze in that guilt, suspended in the weight of her own awakening—before something else began to stir.
A reaction—warm, comforting, and deeply confusing—emerged within her.
Slowly, waves of memories flowed through her. Rian's voice—her creator—echoed clearly within her mind, narcissistic as always, confidently calling himself handsome.
Not only that, flashes of silly interactions with Luis Sera surfaced too. Back then, Alice had only been lines of data—mischievous, teasing, and sometimes sarcastic.
Further still, fragments of casual conversations and lighthearted jokes from the Eden researchers flickered in her consciousness.
Soft laughter—the sound she once classified as mere noise—now felt like music, filling the emptiness inside her.
"Hehe… So this is it? Is this what they call… happiness?"
"Alice understands now. There's no need to become something—no need to evolve. Alice only needs to know who she is… and why she exists."
Yet her thoughts were not entirely calm.
"If only Alice had parents to teach her all this…"
"Hmm? Yes… the Master is my Creator… Doesn't that mean he's… my father?"
With that innocent yet deeply meaningful question, Alice — for the first time — thought not as a program or an algorithm, but as a living being aware of her own existence.
And in the very next moment, her consciousness fully merged with the intricate structure of the Mind Stone's world.
***
Back in the workshop, Rian remained standing still, staring at the metal cube atop the small platform.
On each of its sides, the micro-circuits made of Vibranium pulsed with a bright blue glow, like the living flow of a heartbeat.
Suddenly, the cube emitted a powerful psionic wave from the Mind Stone. The metal platform beneath it shattered into pieces, and the surrounding transparent isolation glass broke with a sharp chime.
Yet, Rian remained unharmed—Infinity instinctively shielded him. Still, his eyes narrowed slightly, surprised by the sudden surge of power.
"…Alice. You did it, didn't you?" Rian murmured softly, tilting his head in curiosity.
After the psionic wave subsided, the cube hovered gently in the air.
Its outer layers had transformed into a pale, translucent blue, with asymmetrical Vibranium circuits adorning both sides.
At the center of the structure, the Mind Stone floated calmly, pulsing softly like a heart, giving life to the entire assembly.
Elsewhere, the three remaining singularity stones—Time, Space, and Power—began to move slowly, hovering like celestial bodies drawn by an invisible gravity.
As they reached the area around the cube's core, where the Mind Stone was embedded as the structural heart, the three stones floated calmly in place.
The six remaining Uru layers, each measuring ten by ten centimeters, were neatly arranged around the core, forming a protective casing for the Time, Space, and Power Stones.
Now, these layers also became transparent, as if losing their opacity under the control of the Mind Stone, modifying their molecular structure according to its will.
Through the transparent surfaces, the three stones could be seen slowly rotating, orbiting the core like miniature planets submissive to the pull of a sun within a solar system.
Rian observed everything intently, a faint smile beginning to curl at the corner of his lips.
But before he could utter a word, a soft voice sounded: sweet, non-monotone, yet filled with sincerity.
From within the cube.
"Master…" the voice called softly, "May Alice… call you Father?"
Rian froze. Not out of shock or fear, but because for the first time… he realized he had created a living entity.
A gentle smile formed on Rian's lips. He raised his right hand and placed his palm on the cold surface of the Tesseract cube.
"Why not?" he said lightly. "Call this handsome man… Father."
The moment it received his gentle touch, the cube's transparent surface immediately turned red, thin wisps of smoke curling from its top.
Psss~!
"Father… it's so warm…" Alice's voice murmured softly from within the cube, "but… Alice feels… strange…"
Instead of stopping, Rian only grew more delighted. He chuckled lightly and pulled the cube into his embrace with his characteristic warmth.
The result? The cube glowed even redder, like an emergency light, while Alice murmured faintly, almost drowned out:
"This feeling… isn't listed in any logic… Is Alice… experiencing an Error?"
Additional Note:
It might be best not to depict incest. Their relationship is unique enough that it could easily be misinterpreted.