holyspirits | Audience

[she's like. oh. another one. puts you in the yves and elysia box.]

That is beautiful, but I would think that would drive me a bit mad, too. Not that I have a sister, but... don't you want things for yourself, regardless of whether it's lovely when someone else has them?

I suppose it would be a lie to say that I don't want things. But I know so well that they aren't for me that I don't linger on it.

I suppose I know what you mean by that.

I think that it's for the better, anyway.

Even imagining that my feelings were returned, I'm still likely to depart anyway. So.

Depart?

Think of it like overpopulation. There isn't enough storage space within the cloud for how many people live there.

And people like me are a lower priority to keep around. So. We've constructed a ship for a few hundred of us. We'll send it into space, and... with luck, we'll eventually reach a star with energy enough to sustain us.

...But why would you be a lower priority to keep around?

The others in the cloud are Uploaded Intelligences. They used to be people in the physical realm. But I'm a Created Intelligence, and never was a real person. So it's different.

[ a slight pause. ]

Sorry. I still haven't figured out a good way to explain this without getting into the technological side of it.