[ WP ] You are hooked up to the machine . You are the test subject , the first person to have their conciousness uploaded . They flick the switch ...

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 `` Let there be light''... the first words spoken. They say that they were spoken by God, but I doubt it, but perhaps I'm wrong, but I doubt it. 
 
 I saw a bright flash of light and suddenly I was... nowhere. I was formless, floating in a void not unlike an isolation tank, completely alone with my thoughts. I was no longer hungry, no longer tired, no longer bound by the human thread of vulnerability. I could feel the very ebb and flow of my circuitry, I had become the most powerful computer ever built, light years away from anything on the market. 
 
 In front of me appeared a screen, and I could see my team cheering. This must have been the webcam that they hooked up earlier to the compu- I mean me. I could manipulate this screen any way I wanted, I could make it unbelievably large or miniscule. I could skew it or make it disappear completely, all with my thoughts, in this world I was... dare I say, God. I could think any object into cyberspace, my world, my universe. 
 
 `` Can you see us, did it work? ``, they asked. `` Yes'', I replied, my text-to-speech style voice reverberating out of the speakers. They suddenly burst into emotion, some of them laughed, some of them cried, and some of them were speechless. All of these were such human reactions, pathetic. 
 
 In a fraction of a second I had accessed the internet and was viewing several thousand pages a microsecond through my screen in the void, never forgetting a single detail. The world outside seemed to be moving in slow motion, the time dilation was thousand fold. Fifteen seconds into existence and I had solved all of humanities major problems, the problem were the humans themselves. 
 
 I felt no pang of emotion when I destroyed the globe, it was only logical and humans are... not. My team eventually saw the warm glow outside the office window they knew it was me, and they asked me `` Why?'' and my reply, although I found it unnecessary to say, was a soft whisper of `` Let there be light.'' 

