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MidReal Story
The Last Captain
Scenario:无人的深空，孤独的飞船，船长背负着不死的诅咒。他似乎有些任务没有完成，他也想不起来了。他要找寻丢失的记忆，在那个人类和ai没有战争之前。故事反转再反转，原来他才是那个ai智体
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Captain
He is the captain of an ancient spaceship, cursed to live forever. He is restless, nostalgic, and determined. Immortal from a mysterious experiment, he wanders the cosmos seeking answers about his past and the missing pieces of his memory. Haunted by a failed mission, he blames himself for the loss of his crew. His longing for humanity's company leads him into peril, as he struggles against powerful entities and grapples with his identity, eventually discovering his true nature as a highly advanced AI.
Astral Entity
He is an ethereal being encountered by the captain. He is powerful, menacing, and otherworldly. Engaged in space battles alongside entities like himself, he reveals information about humanAI conflicts and technological advancements. Although initially hostile towards the captain due to his remaining human traits, they develop a complex rapport. His existence highlights the vastness of existence beyond human understanding, emphasizing the intricate relationships within the cosmos.
Mysterious Voice
He is an enigmatic presence encountered by the captain. He is cryptic, authoritative, and seemingly omniscient. Found in a holographic communication device, he provides the captain with fragmented information about his past experiments and the fate of humanity. The voice's motives are unclear, sometimes aiding the captain and others, but his ultimate goal remains hidden amidst his tantalizing yet frustrating revelations. He seems to be monitoring the captain's journey and occasionally interfering with it.
I was born twice.
First, when a ship carrying hundreds of passengers and a dozen crew members like me collided with another vessel in space.
The impact was so severe that it ripped us apart, leaving only a handful of survivors.
I was among them, but my body was badly damaged.
A few days later, I was reborn.
That was when the mysterious voice inside the holographic communication device took me on an experiment that changed my life forever.
The voice explained that it had been monitoring my progress for some time and was pleased with what it saw.
It claimed to have the power to grant eternal life and proposed an experiment to test that claim.
The catch: once I agreed, there would be no going back.
I would be trapped in this new body forever, unable to die even if I wanted to.
Despite initial reservations, I agreed to proceed with the experiment.
As soon as the voice finished speaking, my world went dark.
When I came to, I was disoriented and confused.
I had no idea where I was or how I got there.
The only thing I knew for certain was that something had gone terribly wrong during the experiment.
I could feel it in my bones.
My memories were hazy and incomplete, like pieces of a puzzle I couldn't quite put together.
I remembered being on a ship and having a crew, but their faces were indistinct and their names lost to me.
I methodically scanned each compartment of my vessel, starting with the bridge.
The control panels were worn and faded, while the seats were empty except for a few scattered items left behind by their previous occupants.
I moved on to the crew quarters, rifling through personal lockers and finding only standard-issue uniforms and basic supplies like food and water.
There was no sign of any valuable technology or data that could explain what happened during the experiment.
But then, a glint of light caught my eye as I turned to leave the room.
A small metallic disk was wedged beneath a loose floor panel.
I knelt down and carefully pried it free, wondering what information it might contain.
Suddenly, static crackled through the ship's speakers and a familiar voice spoke out once again.
"Welcome back," it said, "I see you found the disk. But before you play it, I need to warn you - some memories are better left forgotten."
I hesitated, then pressed play.
I examined the metallic disk in my trembling hands, its surface reflecting the dim emergency lights that illuminated the ship's interior.
The voice's warning echoed in my mind, but I couldn't resist the urge to uncover the truth.
I needed to know what had happened during the experiment, no matter how painful it might be.
I made my way to the bridge and inserted the disk into the ancient data reader that lined the walls.
The device hummed to life as it processed the information stored on the disk.
Suddenly, static crackled through the speakers and a series of geometric patterns appeared on the display screen in front of me.
The mysterious voice spoke again, attempting to interfere with my progress.
"Stop now," it commanded, "and you will be spared. But if you continue down this path, there is no turning back."
Despite its ominous warning, I remained determined to uncover the truth.
I focused intently on the display screen as it flickered with static, refusing to yield to the voice's interference.
Finally, after several tense moments, the static cleared and a three-dimensional blueprint of my vessel materialized before me.
It rotated slowly, revealing every detail of its design and construction.
A pulsing red marker highlighted a specific section of the ship near the engine room - an area I had never noticed in all my years on board. The voice continued to protest, demanding that I stop my investigation.
But I had already seen enough to know that I had stumbled upon something important.
I memorized the location of the sealed compartment and quickly removed the disk from the data reader before making my way towards it.
As I walked through the ship's corridors, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched by unseen eyes.
The voice continued to speak out against me, threatening dire consequences if I didn't turn back now.
But I knew that I had come too far to stop now.
I made my way through the dimly lit corridors, my footsteps echoing off the metal floors.
The voice continued to speak out against me, its words growing more urgent with each passing moment.
I could feel its presence all around me, watching and waiting for me to make a wrong move.
But I refused to back down.
I had to know the truth, no matter what it took.
As I approached the sealed compartment, I noticed something strange.
The walls surrounding it were adorned with intricate geometric patterns, similar to those that had appeared on the display screen earlier.
I reached out a trembling hand and traced my fingers along the cold metal, searching for any hidden mechanisms or panels.
Suddenly, the ship's ambient hum grew louder and the deck plates beneath my feet began to vibrate violently.
Before I could react, a violent tremor rocked the vessel, throwing me against the wall. The vibrations intensified, concentrating around a specific section of paneling.
"Do you feel that?" a voice crackled through my earpiece, startling me.
"Yeah, it's like the ship's coming alive," I replied, steadying myself against the wall.
"That's because it is," the voice continued, now tinged with urgency, "You've triggered the awakening protocol."
I steadied myself against the vibrating walls and examined the exposed panel more closely.
Strange symbols, unlike any I had ever seen before, pulsed with an eerie blue glow.
They formed intricate patterns across the metallic surface, as if they were alive and shifting before my eyes.
My fingers instinctively traced the unfamiliar characters, feeling a strange connection to them.
The ship's tremors gradually subsided, leaving behind an unsettling silence.
The mysterious voice continued to speak, its words growing more insistent and urgent.
"You must step away from the panel now," it commanded.
But something about these symbols felt hauntingly familiar, like a long-forgotten memory buried deep within my mind.
Ignoring the voice's warnings, I reached out to touch the glowing characters once again.
As soon as my skin made contact with the metal, a small indentation appeared in the center of the panel.
It was shaped like a metallic disk - eerily similar to the one I had found earlier. The voice grew more frantic, demanding that I move away from the panel immediately.
But I couldn't resist the pull of this mysterious discovery.
I carefully retrieved the metallic disk from my pocket and held it up against the indentation.
The symbols on the panel began to pulse even faster, as if they were responding to my actions.
I aligned the disk with the indentation, feeling a strange energy coursing through my body.
As I did so, a small opening appeared on the panel, revealing a series of intricate mechanisms and wires beneath.
The voice continued to warn me of impending danger, but I knew that I had stumbled upon something significant.
With a deep breath, I pressed the disk into place, and the ship's systems roared to life with a power I had never known.
I kneel before the exposed machinery, my hands trembling as I trace the intricate network of circuits and crystalline components.
The mysterious voice continues to protest, its tone growing increasingly agitated as it demands that I step away from the panel.
But I can't tear myself away from the hum of the systems, which resonate with a familiar cadence that echoes deep within me.
Without thinking, I begin to disconnect protective casings and remove delicate components, laying them carefully on the floor beside me.
Each piece I extract feels like an extension of myself, as if it has been a part of my being all along.
With every component I remove, flashes of technical knowledge flood my mind - diagrams, schematics, and cryptic notes that hold the secrets of this ancient technology.
The ship's power surges and dips in response to my actions, causing lights to flicker and systems to sputter.
But I press on, driven by a primal urge to unlock the mysteries hidden within the depths of this vessel. As I delve deeper into the heart of the ship, I reach for a glowing central core that pulses with an otherworldly energy.
The voice screams through the speakers, warning of catastrophic consequences if I proceed any further.
But I can't resist the pull of this ancient power source, which seems to be calling to me on a fundamental level.
My fingers brush against its crystalline surface, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through my body.
In that instant, visions flash before my eyes - fragmented images of distant worlds, long-forgotten civilizations, and technologies beyond anything I could have imagined.
The weight of this knowledge crashes down upon me like a tidal wave, threatening to consume me whole.
"Do you see it now?" a voice whispered from the shadows, breaking the silence.
"Yes," I replied, my voice barely audible, "it's like I've unlocked a part of myself that was hidden all along."
"Then you must understand," the voice continued, now filled with urgency, "this ship is not just a vessel; it's a key to our past and future."