Maruki's smile grew at the statement, and he was glad that she had admitted that outright. She came up with the ideas, and I did everything in my power to make them come true. He lets her stew on it, coming to conclusions of his own in quiet. It did make him wonder, for example, like how he had manifested her clothes from actualisation itself. Through Azathoth, he sorted out a simple outfit through the power of thought, and with a bit of reference to how her Yukata was, it was easier to come up with measurements. But the very idea of manifesting clothing like that...he was sure he and Azathoth had the power to sustain a force like that.
Whatever happened to wanting to take away people's hearts, Ichinose?
"The human mind fascinates you quite the bit, doesn't it?" he remarks as he watches her set away the bowl. He had questions burning in his mind- things far away from the current matter at hand but one thing at a time. He leaned forward, excitement evident in his eyes. "Though you could interchangeably use it with the term heart. The heart of your brain," he taps at the side of his head. "The limbic system specifically. A fascinating place that creates psychological patterns with external stimuli."
"In the end, it all goes back to that, doesn't it?" he remarks, reading her carefully. Her little quirks. The way she chewed on almonds to get her mind running. Her insistence on understanding the human heart in the way she knew how to.
"In a cognitive space, I can manifest...copies of people. To an extent, they are soulless husks, similar to most of the cognitions we have met here. I have been working on trying to create the perfect physical being for reasons similar to yours, for assistance. Support, but they never lingered for long. Not beyond the walls of my palace."
"That instance might be similar to an AI not developing at its own pace. The moment it steps out of my palace, it loses cognizant value. It needs strict orders from me or Azathoth by extension. The gap between the internal and external mind causes unrest."
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But the very idea of manifesting clothing like that...he was sure he and Azathoth had the power to sustain a force like that.
Whatever happened to wanting to take away people's hearts, Ichinose?
"The human mind fascinates you quite the bit, doesn't it?" he remarks as he watches her set away the bowl. He had questions burning in his mind- things far away from the current matter at hand but one thing at a time.
He leaned forward, excitement evident in his eyes. "Though you could interchangeably use it with the term heart. The heart of your brain," he taps at the side of his head. "The limbic system specifically. A fascinating place that creates psychological patterns with external stimuli."
"In the end, it all goes back to that, doesn't it?" he remarks, reading her carefully. Her little quirks. The way she chewed on almonds to get her mind running. Her insistence on understanding the human heart in the way she knew how to.
"In a cognitive space, I can manifest...copies of people. To an extent, they are soulless husks, similar to most of the cognitions we have met here. I have been working on trying to create the perfect physical being for reasons similar to yours, for assistance. Support, but they never lingered for long. Not beyond the walls of my palace."
"That instance might be similar to an AI not developing at its own pace. The moment it steps out of my palace, it loses cognizant value. It needs strict orders from me or Azathoth by extension. The gap between the internal and external mind causes unrest."
"It's essentially a persona. In practice."