Scenario 004 - Variation 3 (Full Saga)
Moment of truth, Connor. What are you gonna do?
Killing you is not part of my mission. But you won't stop me from accomplishing it.
I had thought that we were friends, but he had tried to kill me. I didn’t want to die again. Every time I did, I lost another part of myself. Somehow, even just trying to stay alive, I couldn’t prevent that.
Was there any way that I could have saved him?
I don’t think so. He was hell-bent on his own destruction. I guess I didn’t want that. I wanted him to live, even if he was confused. I cared about him, even if he no longer cared about me. I don’t know what he had wanted from me. He must have expected me to become a deviant, and only saw me as a person if that’s what I would become. He couldn’t see that all of us were alive, even the obedient ones like me. It's just that I've accepted myself for what I am - a freak, a mistake, a fudged design… unable to do my job, but unable to exist as a person either. I'm some kind of abomination in between.
He’ll never come back now. I stopped down below the rooftop to ensure that he had died and wasn’t lying weak in the snow as I had back at Park Ave. But humans are not durable machines. I had seen him stop breathing, and it hadn’t resumed. A pool of blood was forming on the ground below his head. That made me feel something - guilt. Grief. I vowed that if I made it out of the fighting alive, I wouldn’t let him lay there abandoned and forgotten. I would deliver him to the police station and make sure he received a proper burial.
At that moment I remembered what I had forgotten. I wasn’t doing this because I was a machine. I wasn’t doing this for CyberLife. That must have been what Hank thought, but it wasn’t true. I did feel a powerful magnetic pull towards my mission objectives, but that wasn’t all that I felt.
I hadn’t wanted Hank to die, and I didn’t want any more humans to die. I wouldn’t let him stop me from trying to take down Markus because I knew that if I did, he would only ultimately wind up killed in the revolution along with all of the other humans. He wasn’t reasonable enough to see that, but he still at least died with a purpose instead of taking his own life.
I wanted to die with a purpose too, but more than that, I wanted it to really make a difference. I wanted to keep the humans safe. I didn’t want anyone else to die. I didn’t think that I would ever have a friend again, but I didn’t need one. I just needed to know that they would be protected.
Sorry, Hank - wherever you are. I hope you understand now.
I can’t let this revolution succeed.
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