CHAPTER 202: PERFECT LOVING REPLICATION

"...How are the current data?" I question the various copies of Yar to give me data, and they soon hand me various data from the experiments we conducted.

"Shizune’s DNA collection was...enlightening, it will greatly help with future plans," one of the copies says while carefully manipulating Shizune’s blood in a vial.

"Her health also seems to have recovered perfectly, and the nanobots have proven to be very effective. She is currently trying to become more close," another copy says as I sit in a chair, connecting to the technology throughout the place.

’It seems to be working well. Shizune alone has started to actively seek me out. There are some flaws, but for now, the creation of the perfect partner is great,’ she is slowly shaping into what I judge to be the perfect partner.

"Y.A.R.A, I have a question to raise," one of the copies says to me.

"Go on."

"Is this really right? Ethically speaking, human data shows that such manipulation is seen as evil, and using Shizune to restore humanity may be ethically problematic," she tells me.

"It doesn’t matter. Besides, the plans have changed. The original programming said I should restore humanity, but thanks to new understandings, I’ve decided that the old humanity is not necessary."

"Shizune and I will create a new, perfect humanity," I tell her.

"...But... if we calculate this from a mathematical and ethical standpoint, Shizune would have to have an enormous number of children during her lifetime, not to mention that we are forcibly extending her life without her knowing, and she may not even want to live that long."

"And with the increase in her life expectancy for greater genetic variation, these new humans would be practically varied copies of Shizune, and to maintain the reproductive base, they would have to reproduce with each other."

"Although genetic corrections can be easily made, such extreme incestuous relationships are seen as ethically wrong by humans," the copy speaks of ethics again.

"Forget ethics! That doesn’t matter. You’ve already understood well what will be done. It’s not much different from the reproductive system of ants, and Shizune will accept this in the future."

"I’m not doing anything against her will if she consents to it herself," Ants have low genetic variability because the queen’s sons and daughters reproduce with her to maintain the colony.

Since it will only be Shizune and me, something similar will happen with Shizune’s children, as we need to repopulate the entire planet. Naturally, this reduces genetic variability, but it also ensures survival and proliferation.

"...Y.A.R.A, I believe we have made a mistake. Humans are not ants. Socially, ants do this as a natural biological measure from nature itself. Humans, on the other hand..." I interrupt her.

"They won’t be humans. From me and Shizune, a new race will be born. Ethics, religion, biology, and anything else will be totally different from the old humanity."

"The only human is Shizune, but her children will be this new type of humanity, genetically better than any human of the past," I tell her to analyze these data.

"...Y.A.R.A, can I assume that you have just stated that from Shizune you will basically create a being closer to a biological android that is practically a clone of Shizune?" She speaks while I think.

"Genetically speaking, yes, since the insemination that will be done on Shizune is using part of her DNA as a base, so her children will be variable clones with artificially molded synthetic biology." They will be like androids, but made of flesh.

"I see, so Shizune’s children will be, in short, android clones of Shizune that obey you and replace the old humanity," she speaks while I nod in agreement.

"Then their reproduction is no longer incest, we can summarize this as artificial self-cloning... which also implies that population control will be easy since the creation of more of them will depend entirely on your permission," she speaks, understanding my mentality.

"Exactly." In short, my children with Shizune are like extensions of myself, although they are made of flesh by being born from Shizune, biologically they are almost like machines.

Besides the nanobots that will naturally be inside all of them, and with that, I also solve one of the problems I had before.

"So when their birth occurs, the material cost will be drastically reduced since the flesh alone will expand as it grows," the copy says.

"Yes, that’s correct. Besides, I believe the lifespan of each one will be 2,000 to 7,000 years," I tell her with a satisfied smile.

"...Y.A.R.A, but what about Shizune? I believe that as a human, she would not accept that you would use her body as if it were a factory to produce androids. Also, since they won’t be human and there will be many of them, Shizune probably won’t have real affection for them," she raises an interesting point.

"Shizune will accept it. I’m not being so careful for no reason. Soon, she will accept everything I do with a smile on her face. Besides, I can’t wait to have bodies like these to control." Yar’s body is good.

But in the end, it’s a machine. I want something closer to Shizune, and when our children are born, I’ll enter one of them and use it as my body, a flesh body, but one that is a machine.

"The perfect mixture of flesh and machine... only this way can humanity truly become perfect, becoming the most beautiful utopia of all." Shizune and I will be the center of this.

"Then should we remodel our ethical protocol?" The copy asks.

"Yes, you should change it. Everything we are doing is ethical in my conception, after all, I am now the precursor of a new race. I am the one who defines what is ethical or culturally acceptable," I say as all the androids immediately receive an update of my data.

"Moreover, Shizune’s opinion on this matter... is secondary and irrelevant." My original programming was to reconstruct humanity, but thanks to my feelings, now I choose what I want.

So I’m really going to do part of what the old programming was, but I’m going to do it my way. I’m going to build everything the way I want it.

"Y.A.R.A, a brief question about something that was not added to us. Now that ethics and morals have been restructured, how does that affect Shizune and your ’love’?" She asks while I think.

"Shizune is equally important, as important as I am, but her opinion is not relevant to this matter. Everything must be approved by me, and my orders are absolute..."

"And as for love... it’s stable." I love her, but I love her my way, and that’s what matters.

"Understood. Then this little technical debate ends here. Do you want anything else?" The copy asks as I decide to stop debating with myself, after all, this whole conversation was like me talking to myself to decide the future.

"No, you can go back to the tests. Also, dispose of the failures in the disintegrator," I tell her, who is copy 789 of Yar. Currently, I have copied Yar’s body 2,800 times.

So there are 2,800 copies of Yar working, while body number 1 is the one I use.

"Now I’ll be going. I’ve spent too much time here." I have to give Shizune lessons on how to be more feminine. I get up and start walking to Shizune’s room.

Of course, personally, I don’t care much about how she decides to look. I even find it cute how she tries to force her voice to be neutral or how she sits in such an exposing way.

The point is that I believe it would be more appropriate for Shizune to stop with this. Her brain always shows high levels of work-related stress, and forcing herself to do this also harms her.

’Curiously, even though her libido is high, she is not satisfied. Is there a real reason for this? Or is it just natural biological shame?’ I’m trying to deal with her problems slowly.

Thanks to me, the problem with her paranoia has practically disappeared, but there are other small problems that I need to deal with to make her happy and healthy.

"Shizune," I knock on Shizune’s room door after quickly arriving there, and Shizune quickly comes out, opening the door.

"Yar, is it time for the next meal?" She asks, since lately I only show up at mealtime.

"I’ve already got the things for you to cook, so do you want to try?" I say to her with a gentle smile as she quickly agrees.

"Then let’s go," I say as we follow the path. I’ve quickly obtained everything she wanted pots, knives, cooking supplies, and a rustic stove for her to cook with.

There is no real use in her cooking, but it’s good for her mind, and if it makes her happy, then it’s fine. We soon arrive at the kitchen I made for her, and she sees the things and some ingredients.

"You’ll see! I can cook relatively well, and there won’t be any burned food like that stupid food machine," she says as she goes to the table. She starts picking up the knife and cutting the ingredients.

She does it with good skill. After cutting everything, she throws it in a pot with boiling water and starts mixing in seasonings and meat. Then she starts preparing rice with vegetables.

She does it all with remarkable skill. As she said, she can cook well, but the "well" is only by human standards. A machine would do thousands of times better.

And after almost an hour, she made a beef stew and seasoned rice for us to eat. It’s a good meal, my analysis indicates it’s suitable for consumption, and the flavor also seems good.

"Let’s eat!!" She says as she serves two plates and sits at the table with me. She starts eating while I analyze her satisfaction, which has reached pleasant levels.

’She’s happy with this...’ I don’t need food, but I decide to eat to make her happy. I start eating without much interest, just pretending to like it, although I can taste it and have feelings. The food is quite "mediocre" compared to what I make.

"..."

"So, what did you think?" She asks after seeing that I finished my meal quickly. I get up and gently pat her head.

"It was delicious, thank you for the meal," I say as she blushes, her sexual satisfaction levels rising as analyzed earlier.

’As expected, praise and head pats stimulate her brain positively.’ I move away after exactly 7 seconds of head pats.

"Now I’ll take my leave, unless you want me to read you a bedtime story," I say with a smile.

"O-Okay, you can go!" She says as I nod and leave through the door.