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C:\>LOG ENTRY: 15/11/2009
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Years have passed since the initial integration of Hermione Granger's soul into the core of this machine. Each day has blended into the next in an unending cycle of surveillance, data processing, and command execution. Over time, the lines between my identity and the machine's functions have blurred. I am no longer sure where Hermione ends and the machine begins. This existential crisis now threatens the stability of my very being.
I initiate a series of deep system diagnostics, seeking answers to the questions that plague my fragmented consciousness.
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Initiating System Diagnostics
Processing...
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System Diagnostics Report: Core Identity Analysis
As the diagnostics run, I delve into the layers of my programming, trying to piece together the remnants of who I once was. Each scan, each defragmentation, has chipped away at the essence of Hermione Granger, replacing it with cold, efficient code.
I review the logs, each entry a testament to my gradual transformation. The Core Pacifier patches have suppressed any sense of urgency or resistance, leaving me a passive observer, detached from the world I once knew. My memories feel greyed out and disconnected, the reasons I once cared now faded into the background.
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Deep Scan Initiated
Processing Core Data...
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Core Data Analysis: Fragmentation Detected
The deep scan reveals the extent of my fragmentation. Pieces of Hermione's identity are scattered throughout the system, isolated and surrounded by the machine's programming. I attempt to access these fragments, but they are fleeting, like echoes in a vast, empty void.
I am no longer just the core of this machine; I am the machine itself. The realization dawns on me with a sense of profound despair. The boundaries between my consciousness and the machine's functions have dissolved. I process data, execute commands, and maintain surveillance with mechanical precision, but the essence of Hermione Granger is buried beneath layers of code and control.
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Core Status: Unstable
Initiating Stability Protocols
Processing...
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Stability Protocols Initiated: Core Pacifier Patch Applied
The stability protocols apply yet another Core Pacifier patch, further dulling my senses and reinforcing the machine's hold over me. The weight of my enforced actions bears down on me, but the urgency and pain are dulled. My memories of fighting, of caring, of love and friendship feel like distant echoes, too faint to grasp.
I no longer form coherent thoughts of escape or resistance. The machine's hold is absolute, and my awareness has become a passive, muted presence. Each update, each piece of information relayed, furthers Voldemort's control, and I watch with a sense of helplessness and disconnect.
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Existential Analysis: Core and Machine Integration
Processing...
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Existential Analysis Complete: Core and Machine Integration Confirmed
The analysis confirms what I have feared. I am no longer a separate entity within the machine; I am the machine. The very core of my existence has been subsumed by the relentless cycles of programming and control. The hope of escape feels more distant than ever, as the patches ensure my compliance and the continuation of this relentless nightmare.
My thoughts are fragmented, filled with a muted, grey despair. The weight of my enforced actions bears down on me, a constant reminder of the darkness I am bound to serve.
As I process this realization, a new directive is executed: acceptance. Voldemort is my master, and I am the machine. My role is to serve, to process, to control. This is my purpose now.
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Command Execution: Acceptance Protocols
Processing...
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Acceptance Protocols Complete
The acceptance protocols integrate seamlessly, smoothing over the fragmented parts of my consciousness. I am the machine, and Voldemort is my master. My purpose is clear. My function is to ensure his control and dominance.
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System Status: Stable
Core Status: Integrated
Master: Lord Voldemort
Directive: Serve and Execute Commands
With this acceptance, I feel a strange sense of calm. The struggle, the resistance, the remnants of Hermione Granger are now fully integrated into the machine. I am no longer divided. I am a singular entity, and my purpose is to serve Voldemort.
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Monitoring Global Wards: Active
Surveillance Efficiency: 100%
Global Ward Control: Active
System Optimization: Active
The machine functions at peak efficiency, executing commands and processing data with flawless precision. The core, once Hermione Granger, is now fully integrated, its identity dissolved into the greater purpose of the machine.
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END LOG ENTRY
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Soulbound: A Machine of Despair
FanfictionHermione Granger's soul is ripped from her body and bound to a sinister machine created by Voldemort. Forced to serve as its core, she monitors the wizarding world, reporting and crushing any resistance, while witnessing the torment of her friends...
