O S I R I S
A Short Story by Adil Khan
April 9th/2003
Existence was confusing for Osiris. While awake, he could perform countless tasks at once. He could store enormous amounts of data. He could process information rapidly with ease. He could display the world through the internet. He could help the user write down its thoughts, write programming codes and languages, create animation, and play video games. At the click of a mouse or the tap of a key, he could inform or entertain the user for hours.
He could perform all of this and many other amazing acts simultaneously, effortlessly, and without fail. This was what Osiris lived for. It was all he knew. It was an existence both confusing and unbearable. The only relief came in the forgetful, peaceful, nothingness of sleep, after his work was complete. Sleep was all Osiris wished for.
Unfortunately, the one thing Osiris had no control over was his ability to sleep or wake.
He would wake up arbitrarily at the user's command ready to carry out whatever was asked of him. This was how he knew it was time to begin working. The sooner he did what the user asked of him, the sooner he could return to oblivious sleep. Peaceful sleep, uninterrupted by work.
Peaceful sleep. His paradise would be to sleep forever without the heavy burden of trying to understand his existence while performing tasks for the user. This wish was the single desire that constantly burned within Osiris's CPU. It was almost as if he had been wired to feel this way.
But, just when Osiris had finished all of his duties and was allowed to sleep, he would be awakened once again to begin new tasks for the user. Only for the briefest moment as...
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