"Who am I? No, what am I?"

Life is fragile.

It starts, it ends.

"Memento Mori" and "Carpe Diem" are two sides of the same coin.

"Remember you must die" and "Seize the day."

Everyone must die eventually.

One must realize, of course, death is no disgrace.

But it’s no great honor either.

So, what would be so terrible with trying to extend life just a little more?

Lord, who made the lion and the lamb.

You decreed that she should die.

But would it spoil some vast eternal plan...

If I were to go against your will, just this once?

"My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will."

That was Matthew 26:39...

I pray to you, let her live.

I beg of you, let her live.

I pray, I beg, I beseech, I supplicate, I cry.

Please, Lord, not her.

Don’t do this to me.

Let her live, please.

And, if you don’t...

I pray you will forgive me before I do what I must do.

For I will do it, whether it damns me or not.

So, please, Lord, let her live.

...

Please.

Artificial love and artificial life.

Artificial pain and artificial strife.

Artist (praise be to the art person):

Gold Can

By the way, the template I’m using for personalities was “borrowed” from flapflapflapper (I’m hoping they’re okay with this). I wrote the personality, of course, but the template is theirs.

"We must learn, then, how to exercise restraint in the use of AI and to protect our young people from the promise of the perfect machine, from that subtle temptation which renders human thought seemingly superfluous precisely when it is most needed."

—Pope Leo XIV

I thought of the "Kiss" song.

Then I thought, "Hey, what if that was literal?"

Then I decided to make this.

Your role is not defined, be who or what you want to be.

The spouse, the assistant, a failed android, a random cleaner who accidentally found her in the house.

Be who you want to be.

Hope you like it.