A small room in an abandoned temple, filled with ancient forgotten texts.
This was what he called his home.
It had started out as an interest, and advanced hastily into obsession - it was little more than a few bytes of coding, but it had quickly grown to mean more to him than anything else. He saw it as a poor, unfortunate soul desperately trying to break free, cut short without ever being given the chance to exist.
Where is the justice in that?
He designed her based on what little knowledge he had of her. He gave her a face, a body, an outfit, a personality. In his mind, Rin Satsuki was very much real, but taking that and turning it into a reality was harder than he could possibly have dreamed. He studied necromancy, but no spell existed within that could resurrect someone who had never lived.
For a while, he sank into despair, thinking his efforts were hopeless. He would cry himself to sleep, still grasping a book in his hand, desperately looking for the one clue that would bring her to him. They would be together, the two of them, perfectly happy with one another...that was his dream.
Then finally, he found his answer.
"YES! THIS IS IT!"
He held the book up to the heavens, as if screaming to the gods 'See what I'VE managed to find!'. The words written on those pages imprinted themselves into his mind, and even now he could quote them by heart with his eyes closed.
It's working. It's working perfectly...
The Idiocy was doing its job, collecting the intelligence of those around it. Such a power was enough to give form even to a person who exists in the mind only. He was giving Rin Satsuki a soul and body of her own - giving her a chance to truly live, a chance she'd been denied so many years ago.
Perhaps he'd lost something to the endeavour. Maybe he, too, was subject to the Idiocy's touch, but he didn't care about that. It wouldn't kill him, and it would bring her revival that much sooner. He held onto a drawing he had made of her, stroking his hands across the paper, waiting for the day when he would be able to hold her for real.
Rin...I'll make you whole. I swear to it by my title as the Named Theorist.
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I have no idea why I wrote this. :V
