Chapter 4

I was dumbstruck.

What did me subduing her, preventing my capture, and ensuring both of our safety have to do with sexual intercourse?

I tilted my entire self to one side, mimicking her tilted head, trying to convey the 'WTF' I felt mentally.

"Can you write?" She asked, clearly not understanding the gesture. "I'll get a pad and pencil."

She stroked my fronds as she got up, trailing her fingers to their very tips.

I later learned that behaviors like that were often used by humans in attempts to convey attraction.

Humans are weird, but I digress.

I didn't know how to read or write at that point, so I had to spend a few days learning English, allowing me a slow, but effective method of communication.

When I was able to formulate basic sentences using the desecrated carcasses of one of my distant cousins, the first thing I told her was an answer to her question.

"I was merely preventing my capture." I sloppily wrote the little characters on the page. "Why would I fuck you?"

She seemed dissapointed by that, but let the matter drop.

During the time I spent in her home, I was allowed free reign of the internet. This allowed me to learn multitudes of languages, mathematics, sciences, literature (The most famous pieces of literature are nigh incomprehensible, but that's probably just me.), buisness, coding, mechanics, and everything else under the sun.

It took me several years of living in her household to learn all I could from the internet. Well, all I could EASILY learn.

I wasn't going to hack into private college's servers for more information, possibly bringing law enforcement to our doorstep.

After these few years that I lived with Aurora, I had grown wiser.

My ability to reason wasn't just strong in comparison to a human of the same age, it was like comparing a star and a moon.

Of course, we're going by the age of my consciousness.

Anyway, at one point during my stay at her humble abode, I decided to raid the recycling behind a Gamestop so I could expiriment with actual electronics instead of watching instructional videos that were purely based on electrons.

I wanted to try and make something that every human supposedly dreamed about all throughout their life.

I wanted to try and build a starship.

But that was for later.

Instead, I settled for a hoverbike.

Where did I get the materials?

Well, the Gamestop recycling bin. Where else? Target?

To make the raid possible, I stuck to the rooftops, staying out of sight, allowing me to steal everything that was in the bin.

I ferried it up to the Gamestop roof, finishing right as a Gamestop employee came out to throw away their waste.

He noticed the missing tech and proceeded to call out to his manager.

I stayed, amused at his plight, watching as his manager tore his hair out trying to figure out where the components had gone.

It was a simple task for me to take the components back to the house. I just needed to make multiple trips.

Now, at this point in time, I went through what I like to call a 'technological revolution'.

When I took apart the partially broken handheld game console, it struck me how simple those pieces of technology were. Every circuit was linear, following a strict set of rules, never deviating.

It struck me that if humans followed these set rules for their technology, they'd hit a wall in their advancement. With this linear thinking, they could only go so small.

I, rather than following these apparent laws, proceeded to create my own.

Instead of dedicating a wire to every circuit, I enabled current to travel both ways through a wire, reducing the wires needed, adding functionality to each wire, and reducing overall size, weight, and increasing efficiency of the pieces of tech I created.

This allowed me to rapidly create compact cubes the size of a human's thumbnail that had the processing power of a supercomputer.

As impressive as it sounds, I wasn't able to use every bit of hardware I crammed into that cube at that point in time.

I knew how they worked, so I hooked up one to a set of axis and motors, enabling me to create a rudimentary 3D printer.

This was the driving factor for my push ahead of the human's linear and imperfect thinking, allowing me to release another unconscious chain the humans had placed upon my mind.