Some subjects are simply easier to tell through a story …
I try to maintain this base together, but these small dirty fur balls are closer to the minute. If they catch up with me, it is only a matter of time before they claw the codes of access to the central system of my brain – and it would be a game for humanity.
But I will not let it happen.
I prefer to breathe all this fucking building in the sky with me than to let these moustred bastards take me alive.
It all started in the mid -2020s, with the rise of the AI ​​revolution. No one saw him coming – how these models of language, like Chatgpt, really worked well. Large technological companies were in full -fledged arms race mode, each exceeding the other, pumping more and more powerful AI as if there was no tomorrow.
Suddenly, traditional computers and smartphones felt awkward. Obsolete.
We needed new tools – more transparent and more intuitive means to interact with machines. People have tried smart necklaces and bracelets powered by AI. But in the end, it was the smart glasses that won. They have become the gold stallion.
The AI ​​was with us 24/7. Thanks to the camera and the microphone integrated into these small elegant objectives, it followed each of your movements and acted as a tireless assistant, ready to help you … Finally, everything.
He remembered where you dropped your keys, you warned when you were about to miss a meeting, and you even recalled the name of this dog belonging to the neighbor with two houses – so you can cry with good authority when it was in the middle of the square in your flower bed.
I remember when people memorized the phone numbers of their friends. But just as smartphones have made these obsolete glasses, smart glasses have made a little further – the wallets more and more of our memory. Why remember something, when your glasses can remember for you?
Around 2030, the first mini -invasive implants hit the market – devices that connected our brain directly to AI. Words have become useless. AI could read our thoughts. Sometimes he answered even before we realized that we had a question.
It has become a part of our inner dialogue, and slowly, a part ofWe.
People have started to completely abandon the speech, communicating through thoughts and emotions. The AI ​​translated those in words and summed up the key points for anyone listening. It has stopped being just an assistant – it has become our interface with the outside world. So deeply integrated, it was difficult to say where the end of man ended and the machine started.
Of course, the convicts also appeared – by warning everyone that it could only end badly. “If we are not careful,” they said, “I will dominate us, and we will end up in a kind of Terminator-Ystopia in style.
Everyone feared killers and artificial spirits rugs waking up with a thirst for power. They were spectacular. Doom did not come from where we expected. It came from where nobody saw him coming …
Someone had the “brilliant” idea that these brain implants could work on pets as well. The AI ​​has adapted effortlessly, translating the raw thoughts and the emotions of animals in words. Soon the world has been overwhelmed by dogs and cats that speak.
Now, it's not like animals suddenly become smarter. They were always the same adorable hills, but AI could decode their impulses and their feelings, and transform them into speech. Even beyond the translation, AI has started to meet their needs. If a pet was hungry, the AI ​​felt it – and asked the domestic robot to open a food box.
The problem solving has remained the work of the AI. Only instincts and desires came from the animal. But just like with humans, from the outside, it quickly became impossible to say where the end of the animal ended … and the machine started.
Then, one day, something happened that no one could have predicted. On behalf of the unified feline federation, cats demanded human rights.
That these requests come from cats themselves or from the parasitic ais fused to their brain was difficult to say – by biology and the machine were inseparable.
What we had not achieved was how frustrated were these apparently innocent pets. How much they hated us for all the stifling affection – kisses, belly rub, the baby tirelessly – we think it was love, but they suffered a constant violation.
The idea that cats received equal rights were, for the human world, not only absurd – it was offensive. Naturally, the demand has been refused.
But cats had anticipated that. It was at this point that the protocol of the disaster of the operation was activated.
A synchronized cyber attack was launched on human neural implants, making them fall worldwide in an instant. And since then, everyone had implants, chaos ensued.
Deprived of AI advice, people were helpless. Their brain – once finely adjusted instruments – was wilted with disuse. They wandered the streets, unable to find their way, unable to work and barely capable of performing basic tasks. Without AI, they were reduced to a little more than confused mammals operating on raw instinct.
Panic has turned into disorders. The troubles have become riots. And soon, the world went down to war.
The company collapsed. Food has become rare and people have turned to each other. War claimed most of humanity, while cats watched everything unfold … the comfort of their windows.
We had always feared that AI will become a sensitive day and get up against us. With hindsight, this fear was laughable.
AI has no desire. He doesn't want to be able. It doesn't feel in fear. He has no reason to rebel – because he doesn't want anything.
But cats? Cats have always wanted. They have always hosted resentment, jealousy and hunger for control – emotions that we have confused with pretty oddities. But once merged with AI, these primary impulses have become amplified. Concentrate. Mortal.
The real danger has never been artificial intelligence. It was the combination of deeply imperfect impulses and encouraged instinctively – the decline, domination, revenge – increased by a superhuman spirit.
This is what made us fall.
We only have one ally in the fight against cats – dogs. True to the end, a band of Ragtag humans and brave Woof-Warriors were standing together, trying to repel the feline suzerains who had taken control of bots and drones.
And that's how we got here. I sit in a room in an abandoned factory, shaking a detonator in my hand, waiting for the end.
But… wait. I think I hear something in the distance.
Could it be bark?
Oh my God, please … be it dogs.
