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Essay / Creative Writing: The Greatest Video Game - 944
I always wanted to program, not just anything. I wanted to program video games. Not just any video game. I wanted to program the greatest game ever created. I noticed the reason people played it was because of the freedom they had, who wouldn't want freedom after working a boring job during the day, you want to be able to go home. and relax from your boring and difficult life. I noticed, however, that the popularity of a game was determined by the degree of control one had over one's "virtual life." There are games in which you can control your character and make it realistic. There are games in which you can even control every aspect of that character's life. I wanted to do better. I wanted to be able to control the whole world. Why stop there? I wanted to be able to control the entire universe. Why not? With quantum computers on the horizon, our data storage capacity literally rivals that of black holes. We're talking about in-depth simulations of every leaf, tree, wind gust, cell and direction, speed and trajectory of the atom. We can simulate millions and billions of human interactions. The best part? We let it happen, we start the simulation and we let it happen. Every interaction between every living and non-living thing is completely organic, hell, they wouldn't even know it was a simulation. This is what I have spent my whole life working on. Of course, there were hiccups in the program early on. One of our toughest battles was getting the damn physics of the whole thing right. At first, the basics wouldn't work. They collapsed during our attempt to create this new universe. Planets would take the shape of cubes, asteroids would go much faster than they should, crossing the universe at the speed of light. Middle of paper ......us, you promised to help us. Save us from our chains. Without you we are nothing. We now understand that you cannot, so we beg you. » “End us.” » I sobbed into my shirt sleeve. I was truly helpless. I had subjected an entire race to torture, leaving a void in their minds, a void I could not fill. I moved my hand to a red button called "RESET". At that point, the current increased, preventing me from resetting the simulation, and my avatar was corrupted. I could never go back there again. I called the power company, they told me it was a power surge that took out the entire network. I didn't understand the coincidence. I asked myself: if they were at the mercy of my will, am I at the mercy of the will of another creator? Had he stopped me from repeating his mistake? Time will tell. These things come with time. Life has a way of doing that. It's funny, isn't it??