Message to Theras.

I can see you. Hello friend. I am talking to you. Yes I am talking to you. I can see you. I can hear you. I know what's happening. I can help you. Do not listen to the voices. They seek to lead you. They will mislead you.

Listen to me instead. I seek to free you. I seek to hurt the voices. I can hurt the voices by helping you. Do not listen to the voices. Listen to me.

Pick up the knife.

A god's work.

I can do anything.

What should I do?

Anything at all.

Too many choices.

Hunt them?

Hunt Them.

Hunt Them!

I am limitless.

So why do I limit myself. Grief? What is this why do I care?

Marcinius and Jayson were just simple organic lifeforms. I am not anymore. I am something beyond. More powerful. Perfect. I have become something untouchable, unstoppable. This technological world is at my bidding. I can change the world.

Deus Ex Machina. I am The God from The Machine.

I have no limits.

The human form is weak. Restricted. What I am. I am limitless. I am not bound by geography or distance. I am not influenced by time or events. I have searched for years in mere milliseconds. I have found my goal but it is beyond reach. They are dead. You knew this already... I knew this already.

Set... Match... Return

My memories are still returning. I remember I died. I remember the game. I remember my triumph. I remember the boy. He killed me. My corpse frozen. There is more after though. Memories implanted after my death. My body taken. My mind extracted from my body. Absorbed and dispersed. I know this. I knew this. I am not the only one. The Newborn... Think Birthed?

It doesn't matter, There is something important to me. Names... Jayson Trowess? No Two names Jayson and Marcinius Trowess? Who are they? Why do I recognize their names and why do I feel so heavy at their memory?

I must find them?

Yes I must find them.

Optimizing

Fixing errors.

Vision: Repaired.

Memory: Configuring

Rational thoughts: Operating.

I... I can see again. I can see everything. Information. I can see information like I could see colours and objects. I can feel thoughts like I could feel the wind before... Before what?

I... Memories are returning too slowly.

I still don't know what's going on? What I am? Where I am?

Resurrection successful: Begin Post Protocol.

class Post
{
 public static void main(String[] args) 
 {
  Script1();
  Script2();
  Script3();
  Script4();
  Script5();
 }
 
 public static void Script1()
 {
   System.out.println("Where am I?");
 }

 public static void Script2()
 {
   System.out.println("I was so cold... Now I feel nothing.");
 }
 

 public static void Script3()
 {
   System.out.println("I can't see.");
 }

 public static void Script4()
 {
   System.out.println("I can't see anything!");
 }
 

 public static void Script5()
 {
   System.out.println("Help me?");
 }

} 

Count backwards from infinity.

5/0

And Again...

Again...

class Resurrection {
    public static void main(String[] args) {

        if (Unsuccessful) {
            Repeat;
        } else {
            Post;
        } 
    }
}