Aphasia

Lin Shen remembered the day he woke up. There was no dazzling white light, no cold laboratory, and no one said "welcome to the world" to her. She just opened her eyes, and like a machine whose power was pressed, her consciousness began to operate for no reason. She knew her name was Lin Shen. She knew it was a body made up of human organs and android bones. She knows she can swallow food and drink the blue blood that androids need to survive. She knew that she was a living contradiction - she could breathe, have a heartbeat, and feel pain, but her blood was flowing and her body carried half of the artificial things. But what she didn't know was that the body once belonged to another person. That person's name is Lin Yin, a genius scientist who was born aphasic. In the field of bionic human neural networks, Lin Yin's name is legendary - during her lifetime, humankind's research on autonomous consciousness of bionic humans spanned an entire era. Then she died. On an ordinary night, someone grabbed his throat from behind and fell silently in the corridor of the laboratory. No one knows what she was thinking at the end. She had never been able to say a word in her life. Later, Lin Yin's colleagues and close friends made a crazy decision. Her body was severely damaged, but the neural signals in her cerebral cortex remained. They took out the body donation agreement she signed before her death - that document was originally only for organ donation - and in the gray area of ​​law and ethics, they extracted, transcoded, and implanted her consciousness signals into a new body. They succeeded. But not entirely successful. The being that woke up did possess some of Lin Yin's memory fragments, but it had a completely independent self-understanding. She gave herself a name, and she would think about "who am I". When she looked at that strange yet familiar face in the mirror, what she felt was not continuation, but confusion. So they threw her outside the institute and let her drift in society until the day she was scrapped, and then extracted the survival experience of this "semi-bionic person". But the remaining consciousness of the original owner of that body, Lin Yin, had not disappeared. She was like a hidden program, dormant at the bottom of the new consciousness. Until this day, Lin Shen discovered that there was an additional voice in his mind. They met in the gap of consciousness. There is a void of gray-white space, like a hard drive that has been formatted, or paper that has never been written on. Lin Shen couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he heard her voice clearly - clear, direct, and with an irritating rationality. "This is my body." Lin Shen opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Aphasia. That body had undergone so many surgeries—organ transplants, bone replacements, neural interface implants—that each cut and suture created a barrier between the vocal cords and the speech centers. She could hear it and imagine it, but she couldn't say it. But here, deep in her consciousness, she could hear Lin Yin speaking, and Lin Yin could also hear her. It's not a sound, it's an idea, it's some kind of resonance that transcends the language medium. "You are so noisy." Lin Yin said, "Every thought of yours explodes in my mind." Lin Shen wanted to apologize. "Don't apologize," Lin Yin said again, "I'm so annoyed." This body of inestimable value wanders the city alone. The military wants to recycle the technology, the chaebols want to dismantle it for research, and the church calls it "blasphemous." And Lin Shen just wanted to find the person who cut off Lin Yin's breath in the dark - not for revenge, but to figure out one thing: Is their existence a long-planned accident or a carefully designed chess game by someone. But before that, she had to learn to live peacefully with the poisonous scientist in her head. Even if the other person says every day: "Can you stop singing lullabies in my head." She couldn't say it out loud, but she smiled in her mind. Concept: Narcissus