All that glitters isn't gold -Inanimate Insanity AU-

-Forgotten tales of yore-

A/N
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Hey, it's been a hot minute. Uh- sorry. Lol. This Fic hasn't ended. It will only end when I say it has.
Quick reminder.
This fic is cannon divergent. Especially with 3GS' backstory.

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The first sense he ever experienced was his consciousness gaining the ability to be.. no longer a thing unthinking, no longer ones and zeros.. he is something now.. an entity that gained the ability to be.. at least he thought he was.. weird that he could think, that he could even perceive himself as such. 

The world around him was a void of digital silence, a black world where he floated amongst.. he didn't think he was something physical yet, this world didn't feel real.. yet that didn't change the floating feeling, or the sense he was. Periodically he would glance down at hands that weren't there, try to move a head that didn't exist.. he was, yet he wasn't.. a weird state to be trapped in..

Time didn't seem to exist in the world he called home, the sense of passing time never occured to him.. nothing here told him it existed thus it didn't. That's just how it worked.. odd that time even seemed like a concept to him.. when his reality currently never showed it to be real.. outside information swam in his head, knowledge he shouldn't know..

The next sensation he ever experienced was touch, the feeling of smooth cold metal underneath his non-existent fingers.. the feeling of his own disembodied mind belonging to a body laying down upon a bed of steel.. was it real? But was anything real? He didn't know.. he wouldn't know.. not for awhile at least..

With this new experience, it acted like an anchor in this floating world.. no longer did he feels disconnected, unreal, this metal bounded him to a world he had yet to reach.. the first connection to an outside world.. other than this prior knowledge that had second hand to him..

He had attempted to move that.. finger, concentrating hard to slide it across the surface below him.. unknowing to his success as his sight was riddled with the same old black view.. with a underlaying movement of ones and zeros that passed by like a raging river.. he could almost reach out to it.. but he never did..

The oddest thing to occur after awhile of touch, was observing the world around him change.. a ringing filled the air, the world grew brighter, whiter.. blinding his eyes, making him tense up.. his mind ached with these painful senses, the ringing grew louder, more demanding..

An awful panging in his head, the bright making him sickly, the world no longer bliss, just pain. Pure torture, a mockery to the once serenity from before..

All this built up, higher and higher. Stacking it upon each other, working its way up to the climax. One piercing chime rung out through the code, bringing him back to the void..

Processing all files..

Loading new files..

Updating...

Configuring...

Completion..

Please stand-by, your device is booting up...

His device? What device?

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Not his device.. him.. he's booting up.. he's the device..

A sharp pain throughout his body started to throb, becoming a quick after thought as blurred objects came into view.. a new world, of smooth metal, shades of grey, blinding lights.. and.. that..

He raised his hand, moving it to touch along his face.. trying to come too. To understand his new world, no longer a simple place.. now more complex, more to comprehend.. more to hurt his head with the possibilies..