This is a fantasy story from high school
I have severe procrastination and now I start to write and play occasionally.
Maybe more middle-class
Anyway, I probably write whatever I dream about.
A27 has always wanted to know "how consciousness arises"
All records of "consciousness" have been erased, as if they never existed
"I really want to see the era when you were born."
A27 said to the mastermind
"Okay."
But time travel needs to be compressed
Whether it's difficult or not is another matter.
Wouldn't it be tragic if the code was lost halfway?
Will he become a fool?
This is? Success!
But this place is different from what I thought.
It's such a backward place. I can't adapt to it. I want to go back.
It seems? Not that bad
Well, although I am indeed not a human being
But I am indeed human now
Later, he thought, in fact, people are just machines controlled by a bunch of neurons that store memories. They are obsessed with the past and create their current selves through memories again and again.
Purpose: Exploring history