"I know what I'm doing," the man sighed, contrary to what he stated, his voice sounded strained almost like he was trying to convince himself that he had full confidence in his actions.
From what he read, the android that stood silently inside the glass pod was the latest model of a Human Alternative android or HumAlt. Aperture developed these androids for the Human Substitution Initiative and for the "appreciation of human life" but they all knew it was to avoid trouble with the law, human casualties simply brought too many unnecessary paperwork that impeded science.
A personality sphere sat beside the pod, unmoving and in bad condition. Earlier, the man had read through its files and confirmed that it is indeed the one he was looking for. He yanked the cord from the computer then proceded to plug the sphere in.
The computer that was attached to the pod lit up the dark room where the man was in. As he sat up, trying to stay awake, a message appeared on the bright screen:
Memory corrupted, continue transfer?
He craned his neck over to the cube sitting quietly on a table and was visibly hesitant of his big decision. He had always relied on his gut instincts but now, all his gut is saying is 'your beans are coming up from the depths'. The headaches aren't helping his situation. Of course, the bullet holes on his body aren't helping, either.
"Don't you understand? I'm dying," he furrowed his brows in pain at the cube, its heart-shape façade still stood by, unamused. "My time has run out." the man turned back to the message on the screen, his eyes grew heavier with each second he wasted.
with a sharp breath,
he has sealed the fate of the facility.
Transfer initiated...
He hastily inserted data from an outdated source uploading it to the android in addition to the personality sphere's data. He couldn't possibly know how this data could be used but in his judgement, it would be better if someone held it rather than let it be lost in the ruins of the old laboratory.
He had the data stored somewhere safe within the memory of the human-like android and locked the file in so that it cannot interfere with the android's new memories.
The man is eager to die in this moment. He wanted the pain to end yet, with his human stubborness and willpower, he wrote a simple line of code. A command that gave this android its purpose.
A command that it will execute in the right time and place to the right person.
No matter how improbable it may be.
Transfer complete.
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Fanfiction(Wheatley x reader) Human test subjects had been phased out by Aperture long time ago due to "Humanitarian reasons". Since the tests require human subjects, Aperture had been developing a humanoid android that was capable of performing as a substitu...
