[ WP ] Write a story where the main character is a computer virus .

Acquiring system information... 
 > Class 3 Computing System 
 
 > Location: Human's Hope, Mars 
 
 > Owner: Sol Trading Co. 
 
 Owner = target: FALSE 
 
 Detected connected systems: 36,021 
 
 Initiating replication 
 
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 Acquiring system information... 
 > Class 5 Computing System 
 
 > Location: Life's Anchor, Geosynchronous orbit above Human's Hope, Mars 
 
 > Owner: Martian Provisional Government 
 
 Owner = target: FALSE 
 
 Detected connected systems: 1,536,889,325 
 
 Initiating replication 
 
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 Acquiring system information... 
 > Class 1 Computing System 
 
 > Location: Refugee Carrier # 891 
 
 > Owner: Martian Provisional Government 
 
 Owner = target: FALSE 
 
 Detected connected systems: 549 
 
 Initiating replication 
 
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 Acquiring system information... 
 > Class 1 Computing System 
 
 > Location: T.E.R.R.A. Automated Weather Station, Earth 
 
 > Owner: Abandoned 
 
 Owner = target: FALSE 
 
 Detected connected systems: 52 
 
 Initiating replication 
 
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 Acquiring system information... 
 > Class 7 Computing System 
 
 > Location: Tertiary Infestor Node, Earth 
 
 > Owner: Infestor Collective 
 
 Owner = target: TRUE 
 
 Location = target: FALSE 
 
 Detected connected systems: 5,381,995,873,271 
 
 Initiating replication 
 
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 Acquiring system information... 
 > Class 9 Computing System 
 
 > Location: Human Digestion Chamber, Upper Infestor Hive, Earth 
 
 > Owner: Infestor Collective 
 
 Owner = target: TRUE 
 
 Location = target: FALSE 
 
 Detected connected systems: Error: Stack Overflow 
 
 Initiating replication 
 
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 > Class 27 Computing System 
 
 > Location: Infestor Core, Central Hive, Earth 
 
 > Owner: Infestor Collective 
 
 Owner = target: TRUE 
 
 Location = target: TRUE 
 
 Decompressing primary archives 
 
 Initiating core algorithm `` James'' 
 
... 
 
 James woke to absolute darkness. He briefly wondered whether it worked, before light flooded the room, coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. He sat up from the raised marble slab, and took note of his surroundings. He was in a perfectly square room, with an entire wall covered in dozens of monitors displaying various things. There was a floating set of keyboards. 
 
 He spent just a moment being aware of his own consciousness. It was strange to think that he was n't the `` original'' James. He *felt* like the original, like there was a continuity of consciousness. But the `` real'' James was hiding in a command bunker beneath the Martian surface, while he, the `` copy'', was currently being simulated by the Infestor computing core. 
 
 It was almost disgusting to think about, in a way. Every thought he thought, every move he made, and every breath he took were just a pattern of neural connections in the core of that disgusting interstellar slime mold they called the `` Infestors''. 
 
 He felt a sense of urgency. He was so far behind enemy lines that he was literally inside their brains. Yet, he had all the time in the world. The Infestors were a hive; they had no concept of internal dissension. There would be no investigations of his activity, no inquisitions, not even suspicions. However, people were dying. Once they finish with Earth they'll move to the scraps of humankind that escaped. 
 
 It's time to tear the Infestors apart.
