Chaos v Vlad [TP Link] [C]

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Vlad had largely been quite wracked with mental images grotesque and bits of the like of organics cruelty to organics and often with a question "Are you sure they are worth- defending/your sacrificing/ mourning their inevitable extinction by their own hands?" the questions would swap out to endings of that nature.


Vlad sighed he would be deceiving others and himself if he said his sub processors every so often were not second-guessing... not the motive he felt he was intended in the right but how empty that can be to only be conceptually strong, had he taken a moments loss of moral ground for power or resources that could facilitate an ease of pressure that would enable him to be more capable of success in the grander scheme, would that not be worthwhile?

"You could always cut the cord on your care for these organics, how many values a machine with heart whom struggles to find function over one simply with no heart all function? how many would strip androids of sentience and go back to the simpler time when machines were just tools? how many would sacrifice 100 machine lifeforms to save 1 organic?"

the tree of consumed minds he invited into his head taunted him it was rarely relenting since it got in his head like a secondary extension was growing in his throat trying to suffocate his mind but fortuitous he lacked the need for an airway for maintaining functionality.

tho it did mess with him a bit and he did not doubt his defiant attitude was no mask to this thing, oh how many libraries of defiant fools just resisting an unpalatable truth to ignore the implications? how many templar nights like figures ignored their mortal centric conscience because their church instructed them to think of godly order? how many could not just deny their concern for the mortals their actions impact? how many defiantly clung to the purity of their religious iconography to excuse their crimes and how many in their heart of hearts just could not but it unquestioningly, how many ended their days smashing the mirrors because all they seen was a monster for what they done against their conscience?

Vlad fell onto the floor deciding he would distract himself with a mental world interaction.

the last word of the monstrous plant core mind was chilling in what he knew at his core.

"you can't run from this conflict within you forever, one day you will be caught at a cross roads and the bridge behind you will dissolve in the seas it floats above. Conflicts demand resolution. and destiny is patient, it can wait centuries if it must."

Vlad touched down a beam of light smacking the beach like a shard of a comet and he stood from a knelt position. Vlad turned to see an infamous figure a few odd yards- maybe 25- away. he walked to what was undoubtedly the one he was intended to meet.

The android stood eyes pulsing friendly enough but his face as hardened as stone, he decided he would allow Chaos to determine how this interaction would go.

Vlad was, however, kind enough to pull up a large deceptively comfortable seat of stone for his organic(?) partner.

(the reason for the indecisive question mark is that through the galaxy the secular sub set of the paladin organization Vlad heads field operative of has many a conflicting and contradictory tales of the lord in their database. one could call a living mythological figure.)

The android with no need of rest as his body produced no fatigue or stress to his frame standing produced no such chair for himself but pulled down his frame from 8 to 6ft.

"Greetings, Lord Chaos, may I inquire on the intent behind this serene environment?"

He spoke the honorific and question as a whole in a very neutral tone. He suspected outside of the realm he may have been meditating perhaps with a track of sea noises to fill the mind with this type of location but he was unsure.

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It would seem the infamously reputed Chaos did have cracks in his knowledge base. tho one could suppose that position of emperor could be such a dramatic title to bring a mortal close to a god. in deed more than 10 examples came to his neural net of emperors who were recognized as gods made flesh or blood of a god or goddess. But it could be the trappings of an emperor's visage to be all knowing and all powerful even when their mortality was one banana spider away from being proven. that an assassin among their most trusted proves their foresight beneath prophetic. Looks, how they can deceive. how the illusion of godhood could bring many to heel How a good poker-faced bluff could hide an in truth defenseless strategist caught without the backing of their army.

After about three minutes he set the throne to sink back into the sands if not sat on.

the skin above his right eye bent up as tho he was raising an eyebrow he did not have. He had traversed the mental plane quite often it was what the android felt a safe assumption Chaos was referring to should not be capable of traversing the realm of the mind.

"Suppose my creator made my central processor and adaptive neural network sufficiently close enough to organics to be here." he shrugged.

indeed after the silence was broken his conclusion was proven an accurate guess. "Mechanics of the mind are important to have a model of in order to create an AI on par with a life form."

the question of how he knew him "Your name floats in many circles as King Vegeta or lord Frost, Feared and hated by many, revered and worshiped by others... tho lacking the begrudging respect for their accomplishments the other two get, comparatively speaking, I mean. Galactic net and the dark net have many a conversation spots on you Your feats earn great praise from the morally questionable or to whom the ends could be seen as justification for the means. tho pragmatic circles have a hard time catching a beat on how they feel about you, some seeing you as shockingly hands off for an emperor of so vast a claim. My order of secular sorts have members that can't bring themselves to seeing you as better than Ivan the terrible while others can still abhor your displays of immorality while still swallowing their morality to admit you get results. When I first heard of your horror stories I was the former, but these days the ladder I am leaning to.

Vlad felt his form would be known on a few circles, no doubt vast control as Chaos had had informants of survivors of the war at the very least. and he had been involved in more than the odd galactic event. Tho, not one for the spot light tho some would see his most heroic of feats he contented himself knowing he in some way managed to put in his best to decrease the losses and damages.

the android sighed "the galaxy can be a cold and referee devoid place. Unjust and plainly cruel deeds not even great armies or aspiring heroes could prevent. Reason with species that day in day out engage in self destructive behavior, that nagging feeling that perhaps the best in what misguided morality you cling to is setting the clock to midnight back a few moments. These experiences and more have etched into my being a coldness I mask but cant deny"

Why was he telling Chaos this of all entities? maybe his inhibitors were being tasked by those monstrous visions the plant monster was trying to force into his awareness, one of the uncountable billion lives it consumed living it from cradle to plant growth grave in moments to his processors digesting in the outside world. maybe it was some reaffirming his vision that even the worst entities have some seed in them that is not purely malevolent, that can relate to others, tho he did see the potential such thoughts would pose of little interest to the emperor. Even in his taxed mental state, the android did realize he was handing a good deal of power over him as at its core giving someone a look into one's mind is granting those that can understand what is shown power to manipulate it.

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