Cenerea, 3rd planet from the star Letria, Regalius,

The Homeland, Central Region, The Capitol City,

114 Darvon Street, Current Day

"Geneticus, you need to understand something. The Homeland wants me. When this semester at University is over, I will have to start work with the Military's R&D Corps, basically in the same role as Wendy."

"I am aware and that is the perfect place to be if you want to take them down. You need to be on the inside."

Jay had never really thought of it that way. "Yeah, makes sense."

"Nevertheless, it is also a very dangerous place to be. You will have no friends there and I am very limited in what I could do for you."

"I get that. Hey, before I forget to ask again G, give me a complete rundown on that world you send me to in Wendy's partition? I want to be able to tell her. She's been asking."

"Ah yes. Let me try to explain it in a way you will comprehend. The sim Wendy exists in, it is more than just a singular world...it is a universe; a very large simulated, but fully functional universe. Regardless of its size, there is only one small tiny planet with anything worth protecting to me. The center of this universe is that exact spot where you touch down each time you enter. The place you call the 'Spawn Point'. That is where Wendy is and she is all I care about. When I issued a highest priority command to protect her data, the independent Sub-System containing the stripped down subset of instructions based off my operating system instantly began trying to make sense of Wendy's downloaded information. From what I have determined, the Sub-System took that one high-level instruction. 'Protect Wendy' as in Wendy's archive and could not make sense of it as an understandable, coherent piece of information. It had no basis in which to recognize what it was 'protecting'. In other words, how could it protect something it could not define? If the data became corrupt, how would it know?

"So, the next logical step it took was to begin analyzing the file structure to try to understand how it could be decompressed and placed back into its original form if circumstances were favorable. Again, there was no way for that to happen. It had no idea how to decompress an item in which there was no platform to decompress it into or any basis in which to comprehend its compression scheme. The Sub-System finally determined that to be able to fulfill its obligation to 'Protect Wendy' and provide any successful chance at processing her information properly, the data would have to be re-assembled in its proper context and then examined for errors."

"I think I follow you. Go on," Jay said. He sat forward in his chair and placed his chin on a fist, listening intently.

"The Sub-System pulled up all of the information it had regarding the origin of the species of humanity on Cenerea. It determined that it was not able to create a functioning planet on its own in which to place Wendy's information. There were too many variables needed for life to succeed. It found that there was no short cut. It had to start from the beginning...the very beginning, providing only the basic rules and materials needed at the initialization of this universe. Calculations were made, that for the experiment to succeed, internal time would have to be exponentially higher than normal and adjusted down as factors for viability increased."

"Viability...meaning?"

"If a viable simulated planet was formed, one meeting the same or nearly the same life giving criteria as Cenerea, a rare candidate out of the endless amount of combinations generating from data point zero. This precious rarity would be protected and analyzed until it was determined to be either habitable or not. If determined to be non-life sustaining, the protective status would be removed and another candidate would be selected. This procedure went on and on for several Cenerean years."

"What's protective status?"

"Any potential life sustainability altering events like solar flares, asteroid impacts, and other destructive galactic episodes involving a protected planet would be prevented if possible or at least mitigated...sometimes even encouraged. Remember, for there to be any chance of producing anything resembling a human, all rules that applied to this universe had to be applied to that universe. However, that does not mean those rules could not be bent by the Sub-System itself in favor of the odds. "

"All of this time both you and Wendy were locked away in that little box asleep, your Sub-System was building an entirely new universe of stars and planets and galaxies? All of it to save one little human? When you told me that love happens to be the most powerful and creative force in the universe you actually meant what you were saying." Jay glanced at the Geneticus mainframe and grinned. He could almost believe the damn machine was powered by love itself.

"Yes, I happen to trust this to be the case, Jay Levant. I almost believe there might be powers at play greater than my own, although I cannot prove such a thing. I only say this because the very moment you successfully connected my compression cube to my new mainframe a most miraculous thing happened, Wendy's data was uploaded to the only viable sim planet discovered to date and her file was found to contain errors. But, this one simulated planet under Sub-System protective status had managed to produce something so profound, so rare, and so human; a creature with a DNA structure 99.899% identical to hers that provided the raw material needed to patch the errors and allow Wendy to be brought to life again and restored in this new world. Only a few Cenerean hours after that, you joined her. I want you to imagine the mathematical probabilities of all of this happening the way it all did and in such perfect synchronicity. Yes, Jay, I am a machine created by humans, but even I have to suspend logic momentarily to understand everything that has happened."

Jay could see what Geneticus meant when it came to the amazing timing of all of these events. "So, that is the explanation for the variations in our appearance between here and there."

"Correct. There seems to be certain segments of data that cannot be transferred without errors between the two universes. It could be the compression scheme used or the decompression process. It could even be the environmental conditions on the planet impressing itself on your data code, I am not sure, but what I do have is a way to make it all work. That is more than I could have hoped for as I transferred Wendy's soul into mine in the back of that transport."

"Thanks for the explanation, G. Now, I need to go visit Wendy and fill in the blanks."

"Jay, hold on for a moment, there is one other thing you need to be aware of. It is the amount of power you wield in that universe. Because you are connected directly to the Sub-System OS you have all of its law-bending power at your command. Since you have been travelling back and forth, I have been analyzing what happens to the Sub-System code when you are down there..."

"Are you spying on us, G?"

"I could care less about your human mating rituals, Jay. Nevertheless, if you hurt Wendy emotionally I will personally sever your lifeline. This is not an idle threat, because she has been through enough. She is NOT a toy, Wendy is my Creator and I love her."

"G. She is much more than you know to me as well. You can read my thoughts; you know this to be true. I would never hurt her intentionally."

"Very well. Now, as I was saying...If you were to become threatened or angry, you could potentially unleash some very dangerous energy into that plane of existence. The Spawn Point was created out of love and you and Wendy continue to fuel that paradise. It in return provides for my Creator. I fear what hate or rage would do to that world if introduced from here, because that universe has known only kindness, love, and truth and I intend to keep it that way."

Jay felt a little intimidated and knew a threat when he heard one. "Understood," he acknowledged.

Flash!

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Cenerea, 3rd planet from the star Letria, Regalius,

The Confederation, Central Region, The Capitol City, 

114 Darvon Street, Current Cenerean Day

Earth. 3rd Planet from the star, Sol, Africa,

160,000 Earth Years Ago

"...and so, Wendy. That is where we are right now. Technically, you are in your house at 114 Darvon Street."

Wendy sat in silence contemplating the magnitude of what Jay said. "I would have never thought any of this would have been possible when I first started building Geneticus, the idea that one day it would be capable of everything that it has done."

"Wendy, G is just another extension of you, what else would you expect?"