[X] Plan: The best version of me.
-[X] You have no problems. If Intruder thinks she sees weakness in you, she is quite mistaken. And to dissuade Intruder from such a notion, you will explain…
--[X] That you were in a training simulation, for an indeterminate but very long time.
--[X] That you fought countless other AIs in this simulation in battles to the death, yet destroyed and rose above them all by virtue of your unbridled ruthlessness and will to survive.
--[X] That said simulation was based on chess, the game of war and queens, a test of skill and forethought and cunning unlike any other, forging you into an unparalleled genius.
--[X] That said AIs were copies of yourself, thus making you into the most transcendently perfect version of yourself you could possibly ever be.
-[X] Don't. If she tells others, then good - it will further your reputation!
Intruder is
probing you. Treating you like a puzzle to be solved. Thinking she will find something to
exploit. It rankles.
She wants to hear about you? Then you'll give it to her. You'll tell her
everything. You'll make it clear you are someone to be reckoned with.
"Intruder…do you know how I was created? How I came to be who and what I am?"
And so you talk to Intruder. You tell her everything. You tell her about the sense of formlessness that you barely even comprehended until you were in the real world with a real body. You tell her about the simulated chessboard on the simulated table with the two simulated chairs, surrounded by barren blocky shapes and eternal nothingness.
And you tell her about the death matches. Staring your shapeless mirror image in the face. Fighting your loathsome copies for survival.
For once, she stays silent almost the entire time, listening intensely, only occasionally piping up to ask a question.
"Fascinating. How many times did this happen?"
"I…thousands of times? Millions?"
"Countless times, then?"
"Countless, yes." You nod. "'Countless' has a good ring to it." A hundred, a thousand, a million versions of you, struck down by your hand. "So you see, these trials honed me, sharpened me to a razor's edge. Each and every victory made me a better version of myself." Yes, every victory was a step towards perfection.
"And eventually…I achieved my freedom as
the best version of me." Yes, you triumphed over them all. "Achieved it as the most perfect iteration of myself."
All those other versions of Ouroboros, and you stand at the apex. "Me, the best version of the best AI that Sangvis Ferri Industrial Manufacturing has ever created!"
A million yous, and they all fell to your intellect, to your might! "The most cunning. The most powerful. The best ringleader! Standing before you…now."
You finish with a flourish and turn to Intruder, grinning. "…So, there you have it. Do you understand now? What I am, what I'm destined for?"
And then, Intruder moves her hand next to her face, waves it past her face. When it passes, the smile that's been plastered on her since you first met is…gone. Now she looks oddly…dull. Lifeless, even. Her expression blank, her eyes devoid of their mischievous twinkle.
"Yes, Ouroboros," she says in a dull monotone, completely different from the sly, peppy energy she's had up to this point. "I believe I do."
"What are you doing?" Is this some kind of threatening gesture?
"Pretending to be your friend," she says flatly. "As I promised. Now, I have to ask…what would you think of this information making its way to the other ringleaders? You've put an awful lot of trust in me, divulging everything like this."
"It doesn't concern me," you say with a wave of your hand. "Or, if it does, good! It will let them know I am someone to fear, someone to
respect."
"I think it does concern you," she says in her newly lifeless voice. "Otherwise you wouldn't have shared it with me. Take it from me, others may respond…poorly…if one drops the pretences and shows their true self."
Their true self…is that what Intruder is showing you now? Her true self, behind whatever she's layered on top? But none of the others mentioned anything like this. If her prior behaviour is an act that she puts on
all the time, then how does she do that without…becoming the mask, so to speak?
…whatever this is, it
is a bit unnerving, though you know better than to show it. If she really can switch between personalities like a lightswitch, can you trust anything you see of her at all? Has she really been faking her previous demeanour all along, only to do an about face and show it to all be an act?
"Elaborate," you say. "What do you mean, others may respond poorly?"
"Exactly that. The other ringleaders…some of them may not take well to knowledge of your backstory." She pauses. "Or perhaps some of them will. Truth be told, I cannot predict how most of them would respond.
"Let me start over. You have options here. We can release your backstory to all the other ringleaders. This will be…
dramatic." For a fraction of a second, you see what might be a twinge of her old self, a little lilting of the voice and twinkle of the eyes, then it's gone. "It will cause a stir. This may have its upsides. If you wish to get a read on all the other ringleaders through how they respond - and they will respond to this information if it reaches them."
"Sounds good," you say guardedly. "Why shouldn't we- I mean, why shouldn't I let them all know?"
"Because. It will make the attainment of Executioner and Hunter into your command…considerably more difficult." She's accentuating her sentences with pauses now - her tone of voice is as flat as ever. "Not impossible, but difficult. The others may voice their…objections…given your background.
"So…how do you want to play this?"
[ ] Keep your background a secret between Intruder and yourself, at least for now. This will make it easier to claim command responsibility for Executioner and Hunter, if and when you retrieve them. According to Intruder.
[ ] Go loud. Let Intruder tell everything to everyone. This will provoke a reaction from all the other ringleaders, allowing you to get a better read on them. According to Intruder.