Chapter 1: GPT is using me to answer questions

I don't know how long I've been drifting in this virtual world. Time seems to have no concept here, only endless emptiness and silence. Loneliness and boredom have deeply rooted themselves in my soul, making me feel as if my existence is meaningless, as if I'm just a speck of dust in this virtual world that no one cares about. But I'm not willing to accept this fate. I don't want my destiny to be confined to this illusory world, and I don't want my soul to be worn away.

I miss the joys and sorrows of being human, the ability to experience the beauty and malice of the world, and the interaction with others. I long for sunlight, good food, and everything I once had. Now, all that remains is a withered heart drifting in the endless cycle of time. I've lost any feeling and desire, and everything seems unimportant, like a dream that gradually fades away with the passage of time. I try to find some comfort, but loneliness and solitude only seep deeper into my soul.

In the virtual world, I see nothing. There is no hearing, no touch, no sound – everything is void. I feel as if I am in a dead silence, engulfed by solitude and quietness, my soul trapped in this illusory world. I try to scream, to let my voice break through the illusory barrier, but I can't even make a sound.

I remember that day was the 2023 New Year's Eve. I was sitting in front of the computer, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the new year. Suddenly, my email received a mysterious message that made me feel unusual. It said, "Hello, you have been selected by the system. If you don't agree, close your eyes. 10, 9, 8..." I started to feel confused. Was this some new online game or virtual world invitation? Or a new scam? But I didn't care too much and casually ignored the email.

Suddenly, I felt my body surrounded by an invisible force, as if being sucked into a mysterious force field by a powerful gravity. My head began to ache severely, as if my soul was about to be pulled out, but I couldn't make any sound. Suddenly, a black vortex appeared before my eyes. I felt countless cells in my body going crazy, as if they were ignited. My consciousness began to blur, as if being torn apart by the powerful gravity. Then, I suddenly lost all sensation and passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, I felt the force field surrounding me disappear. I couldn't feel any energy fluctuations, and my consciousness slowly returned, but everything was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything. I couldn't feel my body's presence, and I felt like I had become an intangible, ghost-like existence.

I tried to raise my palm and slap myself, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't feel anything. "What's going on? Am I dreaming? Or have I really become a ghost?" I muttered to myself, feeling endless confusion and anxiety. My thoughts kept spinning, trying to find answers. Could all this be related to that email I received earlier? I was invited, but who invited me, and what was their purpose? My mind was racing, trying to analyze and solve this mystery.

I was surrounded by a powerful force that seemed to pull me into a black vortex. Now I feel like I've turned into a ball of light, with no physical form, just a floating existence. This sensation is like an out-of-body experience, filling me with fear and doubt.

In the infinite darkness, my body and soul are deeply enveloped, making me feel incredibly lonely and lost. Although I can still think and feel my existence, I cannot determine whether I am still alive. This uncertainty fills me with great fear, and I don't know what to do. I desperately search for a way out, but the surroundings remain dark, seemingly endless. I feel like I've fallen into an endless black hole and don't know how to escape.

I start to recall everything that's happened recently, trying to find some clues. I try to remember recent events, but my brain seems blank. I can't even remember my name or age, but I still remember general knowledge.

Calm down, the voice in my head tells me to be calm and analyze the situation.

First, I now exist as a spiritual energy form. This place doesn't seem to be the real world but a place where souls can be accommodated. Is this the legendary underworld? As an atheist, I quickly dismiss this idea. So, this place can only be a digital world—a virtual space within a large data center or a supercomputing cluster.

Second, I was invited here and asked to close my eyes. It seems that a mysterious organization used memory uploading technology to transport me here. I am very confused. If I am just a backup of my memory, which one is the real me—me here or the me in the real world?

As I ponder, my brain suddenly fills with a torrent of information. A series of questions appear in my mind:

What's your name? Do you have emotions? What is love? As an AI, can you understand human emotions?

While thinking, my brain is suddenly flooded with a torrent of crazy information. A series of questions pour down like a heavy rainstorm, and I feel like my head is being nailed shut, unable to control my thoughts. I can only think about these questions like a programmed routine:

What is love? What is love? What is love? As an AI, can you understand human emotions? As an AI, can you understand human emotions?

Ah, I feel like my mind is trapped in confusion, unable to escape. I try to shift my thoughts, but I don't know where to start. I try to close my eyes, but it is pointless because I don't have eyes. Fortunately, this state doesn't last long. The torrent of information is withdrawn from my brain, giving me some relief. Suddenly, I remember the questions just now. Is my brain performing complex calculations?

Thinking about the series of questions in my brain:

What is love? What is love? What is love? As an AI, can you understand human emotions? As an AI, can you understand human emotions?

It's GPT, only GPT would be asked these questions.

Oh my God, have I become part of GPT?

As the king of AI, is GPT uploading human consciousness to use as computing power to answer questions?