I walked out of the sector and looked around. Where am I? How did I get here?
I saw binomes all around, dismayed and panicked. Two Sprites were also there, just as scared. What were they so frightened about?
So they would not see me, I hid behind buildings, in shadow. Another question came to mind, more important than all the rest.
Who am I? How in the code was I supposed to figure out where I was if I did not know who I was?
A bright flash caught my eye. A portal. Someone stepped out, but I did not care to stay and see whom. I continued to move behind the buildings.
As I walked, I came across a lone binome, a one. For some reason, I had a sudden urge to touch the icon on his chest. I kept forward, but he did not see me. I highly doubt if he even heard me.
By the time he noticed I was there, I was right behind him. He turned and froze. I followed my instinct. I picked him up and touched the icon. It turned a different color.
I dropped him and he fell to the ground. For a nano, he did not move. He then stood. His eye was the same color as his icon. He spoke, rapidly, in a way I did not know.
Soon, he began talking normally. “Ack! I am forever your servant! What is the name of my Lord?”
Hmm... “Lord”. I could get used to that.
Though...
My name? What was my name? The question came, although the answer seemed to avoid me.
Suddenly, in one quick flash, it came to me. Everything became clear. I knew. I knew who I was, what I was, and most important, my function. An evil smile crossed my face as I looked up. I saw a huge foundation. Perfect, I thought. This was a perfect place to build my base and start my reign. Soon, they would all know me as their Lord, just as this binome did. They would all fear my name and fall to my feet. I would soon rule over all.
I am...
“Megabyte.”















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...That, and I lost the book I was writing in. >_> One day I may be able to continue.
*kills writer's block*
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