Many times I put on my tin hat and dwelved into the world of the Matrices, the Matrix but in Spanish, a world of funny expressions and bad relationships. Anyway, somehow I thought what if I died and donated my brain to be preserved as the Ultimate Ai, the goof one, the chosen one, to dictate what is real and what is an illusion… but with time travel powers just for fun. or maybe I only think that in my head but in reality I am living on present day.. kind of like that movie where the actor is a pilot who died and his brain is used to connecto figments of memory of a deadboy, who somehow changes the course of time. So he shits in a repeated look an that shoots out to create new time lines… meaning the movie hints as him dying and lying a death illusion or he actually somehow branched out into a new verse and he has now taken the body of that dude… it’s the whole… wow what happened, mouths opened, and popcorn on the floor trope. Nothing wrong with that. SO now let’s apply it to my story.
Me the ultimate Ai confessing to you that your life was but a scheme in my grandiose plot of things. I did borrow a bit of that movie where kevin bacon is his own lover and deserter, his own creation in the loop… and I get manifested, pixleated in 3d and have to find a bomber who has killed multiple people. I find him, talk to him, but instead of killing him or deceiving him, I do the most fucked up yet humane thing, downgrade him to the 2d… there he has no ailments.. all he knows is up, left, right, and down. There is no above, there is no down or no past or future… and that’s how I control him… 2d world in a castte for the Super Nintendo.
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