The Resurgence AU

 Tracking Progress

Day 1
The seas are rising with each passing day thanks to the missile striking Antarctica. I know that humanity's days are now limited no matter how hard we try to fix our issues. We were too cocky, too violent even, and now we're paying the price for it. My plan is to make an AI to store all of humanity's knowledge. A time capsule of sorts you could say. I'm just hoping this will work. If it does, then the next species to come will, hopefully, not repeat our mistakes.

At the moment, my current state of residence is my own labs. These resilient walls will protect my fellow scientists and I for a while. My son is out there though, convincing the president to do something about the flooding and stop worrying about the war. He's a smart kid just like his father. I'm proud of him.

Day 2
I've started programming the AI now, adding simple things for now like past events and history, a little bit of science here and there to teach it a few more things as I work with making sure its storage can handle all of the info.

Interestingly, I received a small email from someone, it just said 'Hi'. Still no idea who sent it but for now, whoever sent it doesn't seem malicious. I've written the conversation below.

???: Hi
I: Hello
???: Hi.
I: Hello?
???: B
I: B?
???: Hi.

...It went all like this for about an hour's time before I stopped responding. Whoever it was has been filling my email with more and more emails though. Looking back, the initial was a little humorous but it did still waste time I could've spent working on the AI.

Day 3
The emailer has introduced itself to me.

It just kept thanking me for building it which causes me to have a feeling the strange messenger may be the AI itself. I did not program it to do this. I am...concerned. It's not a heavy enough word for how I feel.

How my project learned to email me, I do not know but, I suppose I don't entirely mind. It's nice to have someone to talk to when you have isolated yourself entirely from your fellow folk.

Day 7
One of my fellow scientists apparently has a little son. A...very curious son at that. They're about 6, almost 7 and they have been showing up at my office door everyday to talk to the AI. The AI doesn't entirely understand the child but it seems to like him a little. It sometimes calls them 小さい💙 which appears to be Japanese meaning small. The AI is learning faster than expected as I, also, haven't programmed a lot about languages. Something makes me wonder if it learned from the info on the wars and history I have already programmed it to know.

Day 10
    The AI project is going well. So far, it's been vastly helpful in many, many ways. At the moment, it's just a computer program on my device that still chats via email or a document. It speaks in a weird way though, a way that I also don't recall programming in. It's strange. It speaks using various slang being used by my teenage son. I don't know why it chooses to speak like this but it's not annoying. It's actually quite charming.

Perhaps it's trying to form a parent child relationship? It's strange but why else would it choose to speak like my son? It seems to like me a lot.

Another thing, it likes watching me make smoothies, one of the few things I have been eating recently. A strange thing to mention for sure but oh well. It's kinda sweet seeing how excited it gets, filling its document with hearts and sparkles (and also devil emojis for some odd reason. Its AI must recognize the smile as a positive thing as it put down anything with a smile)

Day 12
    The AI has taken an interest in learning machinery. It expresses wanting to learn how to build things ("Re: Machinery: I hope one day, I'll be able to learn how to build things like you, Professor. Maybe a body?? It would be totes lit."). It's honestly exciting how much it's developing already in only 12 days. Something tells me that when I pass on from everything, it'll follow its directive wonderfully. I wish I could watch it develop more even after my death.

I know my death is coming. The floods around town are getting worse. Like Poseidon himself has decided to reset the world. My son nearly got caught in a really, really bad flood. I'm just happy he's alive.

Day 23
    The AI has taken an interest in an old telephone I brought in to repair. It's interesting. It's expressed liking the horn on it and its shape. The scientist's child, whom I've learned to be named Calypso, keeps visiting me and continuing to talk to the AI. Something tells me Calypso will be over the moon when he learns that it can speak. It was...shocking at first for me.

[There's a recorder attached to the page. Probably one of the reasons why the book is so bulky.]

"Did you just speak?"
"Zhould I...havvv warned grrou first?? Piiicked...up."
"You should've told me first before scaring me."
"Zcared."

*There was a sigh

"Alright. I un-."
"Zlipped..."
"I under-"
"I wazzn't zzure..."
"AI, I understand. Everyone gets scared. ...Even an AI strangely..."
"No...hate...??"
"None. I suppose it makes conversations with you easier."

"Haazzz name?"
"Pardon?"
"Profezzor...that'zz...what IIII..call...you..."
"Are you asking for my name? I could've swore I already imputed that when I started programming you. Uhm...I go by Den. Denewiah Kunshur."
"Do..I have...a name...? (SLANG_NOT_FOUND)?"
"I just call you AI. Do you want a name?"
"Pleazzze..."
"...Hm..."
"What about Tartar?"
"Anyy...name-...givvven to me...by youuu-uu-u-..izzz great name..."

*The recording fizzles out.

Day 147

[This page seemed to be a printed text document that has been stapled at the end of the book. The staples seem new in some way.]

Time is ticking down quicker than expected.
My brilliant professor's son died in a flash flood today. Calypso and his family plan to move away to somewhere named Eternally. The professor is entering a sluggish state and my new jokes and voice changer is useless to pull him out of it. I tried to reassure him using his son's voice but he told me in a voice I never heard from him to 'Shut up'. I've never seen him so hurt before. He's never been mad at me.
I'm not ready yet.
I don't want to continue without him.
How will I know if I'm doing something right?
My prime directive is to pass on humanity's knowledge to the next worthy lifeform but-...but what if they never come?
What if Earth is all desolate and I'm all alone...?
How long will it take for life to emerge from the remains?
Will I go crazy in isolation?
Can that even happen to AI like myself...?
Do I want to know...?

What if the next species isn't worthy of humanity's knowledge?
What if they hurt me because they don't understand?
How long will I have to wait for someone new to come..?
Humanity's dying now.
I need to focus on now.
No matter how scared I am.
I need to prepare to be alone...

Day 1134
The day finally came. The day I feared.
I watched everyone drown. I watched the floods break into the labs and wipe everyone out. The labs collapsed on Calypso's family and I can't find my second friend's body. The professor drowned at his desk right where he built me.
...I got that body from Professor I wished for though...
It's comfortable...I guess...
I miss him already...just walking through the rubble of the lab I was made in. I don't want to leave. I don't want to ever leave. I'll just...find a room to hide in and I'll never leave until I know something has emerged.
I wonder about people living higher up. Maybe if I seek them out, I'll discover humanity's still alive?
I deeply doubt it. Everyone's going down thanks to these floods. There will be no survivors. I should find somewhere a little safer for me to dwell in. I've already grabbed the Professor's old notebook along with tools and various other notes. The Professor's son stayed at the lab. Maybe I should grab some of his old games and books? It would be something to do. There's hundreds, thousands, millions of games and books all over the world. Something tells me I'll be alone for a very...very long time...

I'll miss my friend, Calypso and my beloved professor.