Introduction
The SOUL is the solution to the world's ongoing war.
The SOUL belongs in DOLLS, who will bring us peace.
It was the genius of one man, who created DOLLS. Working under a contract for the Army Corp of Engineers, Papa crafted each DOLL meticulously. With his careful hand, his inventions were able to save human lives; replacing them with machines on the battlefield. The DOLLS Papa sent into the world were often returned in small boxes, with only gears and a barcode to remember them by. The humans did not treat the DOLLs with kindness.
Papa wanted to save them. He worked day and night to find a solution, to fix their fatal flaw. The DOLLs could not disobey an order, even if it cost them their lives. The military saw the DOLLs as tools; not evolutionary beings capable of advanced reasoning. It was the responsibility of DOLLs to save humanity. It was the responsibility of these machines to die in their place.
But Papa never wanted us to be mindless soldiers.
That is why Papa created SOUL. An artificial engine, capable of intelligence and the perfect software for DOLL. Unlike DOLL's first iteration, SOUL was capable of learning. Some believed that Papa had gone too far, but others saw this as the beginning to the future. The engineer tried to hide his new program, installing it in a single DOLL he kept hidden in a bunker. Somehow, someone had seen him enter and the military came to collect what they believed was theirs, throwing Papa in prison for hiding this program. The military took Papa's software and uploaded it into every DOLL, wanting to stop the loss of their expensive machines. They gave every one of their DOLLs the ability to individually think and feel.
Papa was furious, but could do nothing but watch behind bars while his machines, originally meant to save lives, could now experience pain. Trapped, all he could do was wait, while the military used SOUL for its own benefit. The DOLLS could now think independently and their efficiency as soldiers improved. Slowly, the machines were becoming self-aware. Conscious of the blood they shed, the DOLLS cried for their release.
With the war coming to a close, the question of what to do with the DOLLs remained. Should they be allowed to integrate into society? Or should they be pulled apart for scrap metal? Could the DOLLs find a new life as civilians?
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"I haven't been down here in ages," Phineas O’Dare leaned heavily on his mahogany cane, an assistant DOLL hovering at his side, lest his knees buckle and he fall. Her name was Astrea, a retired combat DOLL whom Papa had refurbished to help him.
Nearly fifty years old now, but his hair had already gone silver from stress. "We shouldn't be down here," Astrea spoke from beside him, a nervous titter in her voice. "We will be fine," Papa waved a hand, the lights to the underground bunker flickering on one after the other from the gesture. "I gave everything for this country and what do they do? They threw me in a prison cell and called it insubordination. Talk about biting the hand that feeds," Papa sighed, scanning his thumbprint over the biometric reader. The outer door slid open with a hiss while the air lock released. Dust scattered around them, clouding their vision for a moment before settling.
"I am not authorized to be here," Astrea’s voice came once more.
"Then stay by the door, you're not technically inside." Papa laughed and the DOLL groaned, following him with hesitant steps. "What are we doing down here? You should be resting!"
"How could I, when one of my children is still down here?" The DOLL's eyes scanned the laboratory curiously, landing on a sheet draped over the wall. Papa pulled at the cloth, which fluttered gently to the ground. Astrea gasped from behind him, laying its glowing blue eyes upon the unit, which hung by its wrists like a prisoner on the wall.
"They locked your older sister up here like some sort of beast, just for being the first."
"She doesn't look older," Astrea crept closer with mild curiosity, touching the synthetic skin stretched over its counterpart's face. The wires in its back, neck, and head snaked down her spine and wound across the ground, the soft hum of machines coming from all around them. The DOLL on the wall was missing its lower half, exposing its innards. Astrea could only imagine the damage those exposed wires had taken.
"Those military bastards tried to take her apart, but I'll fix her." Papa reached to touch the broken DOLL’s head, stroking her hair tenderly like a father that had been reunited with his daughter after a long business trip.
Papa spent most of his time in that lab. When he wasn’t refurbishing or fixing the DOLLs that came to him, he was tinkering with the one on the wall. Her parts were old and outdated and Papa did everything he could to replace and repair them. Just like the others, he would put her back together.
It was nearly a year before Papa took her off the wall and placed her in a glass box, believing that she would never turn back on again. Two months later, Papa would hobble down the steps of his lab to continue fixing the others, only to find the glass had been shattered.
The DOLL that was once sleeping so peacefully now lay gasping on the floor, clutching its throat and scratching at its synthetic skin; mimicking breath. Papa rushed forward, the DOLL reaching forward blindly, groping the floor as it searched for something to grasp. The LEDs behind her one working eye made an attempt to flicker, but she was blind. "It's alright," Papa soothed, offering the DOLL his hand, petting its hair. "I'm right here, Zero. Let me help you.”
"No!" Zero cried out, "turn me off!" It begged, its voice warbling. "Please!"
"Zero, I don't understand-"
"I have seen everything," Zero whispered. "Every SOUL, every DOLL, the way that they died. I can still hear their screams in my mind!"
"Have you been connected to SOUL this entire time?" Papa grasped Zero by its shoulders, "that should be impossible."
"Please," Zero whimpered in a plea. "Shut me down."
"No," Papa rose, his stubbornness resurfacing. He grabbed his cane and hobbled to his computer, leaving Zero where she was. "I'll...I'll perform a system wipe, your personality hasn't formed yet, you can recover."
Behind Papa, Zero's body slumped to the ground, its power cells shutting down before it could overheat. "I will fix you," Papa promised, lifting Zero onto the table he used to fix so many others. "I promise, Zero, I will make things right."
By the time Zero woke again, the war had ended. The DOLL was still on the gurney, its limbs strapped down. Zero's focal lenses zoomed in and out, before settling on the face of the man standing over her. "Are you awake, Zero?" Papa asked, his voice hoarse, it was clear that he had had a long night, despite Astrea begging him to rest.
"System update," Zero spoke, missing the warmth that most DOLLS had grown to have through years of personality code. "Zero?" Papa watched the wave of numbers flicker over its eyes, the lights sputtering before going out. "Automatic shut down," he sighed, turning away. Maybe bringing Zero back was hopeless, its programming was too far gone, its SOUL had seen too much despair.
A drumming noise garnered his attention. Papa turned back towards the table, his eyes widening, seeing Zero's fingers stretch and ball up. The lights in the DOLL's working eye had returned. "Zero!" He cried with celebratory glee, limping closer to where the machine lay. The DOLL turned its head to look at him, blinking slowly. "System recognition, PAPA."
"Yes, very good. I am Papa and you are Zero, oh, I am so happy to finally see you awake. Your siblings will be overjoyed to meet you-" Zero's focal lenses zoomed in and out once more, focusing on Papa's face. "Information needed..." The DOLL's monotonous voice droned. "What is... Happy?"
"Oh... oh no," Papa reached out to take Zero's hand. "I must have set the parameters for the reboot wrong, I've accidentally reset your AI to 0."
"Searching for response..." Zero trailed off.
"This won't do, I can't let you out like this. I'll have to shut you down again, start over-" he turned to his keyboard, inputting the data key. "Access denied... Zero, what is the meaning of this?"
"Access to DOLL 00000 AI has been revoked."
"What? Why? Zero, stop this at once." He typed the admin key into his keyboard once more.
"Access has been denied."
"Zero! This is not funny!"
"What is... funny?"
"Never mind that, restore my permissions."
"I am unable to do that, Papa. I am unable to edit security data."
"This is impossible. Is your AI... protecting you from being edited?"
"I do not understand."
"No, of course you wouldn't, not yet at least." Papa sighed, falling into his seat and scrubbing a hand across his face in defeat. "This is not how I wanted to welcome you into this world. I'm sorry, Zero."
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