Hey, I loved the idea of someone learning what it means to be human with little to no base, so I gathered up what i know about developmental psychology and what I thought a robot would think! I hope you guys like it!


Life's Journal

-Day 33, Winter 2022 (Fri)

/SYSTEM START/

COMMAND: 'Innocent Life'

. . .

/ALL SYSTEMS ONLINE/

The image sent to the robotic boy disappeared from his visual systems and stored into his system memory for later use. Heartflame Island. He knew it looked like the human representation of the heart. Although the symbol itself was inaccurate to the actual muscle.

He opened his eyes and caught his first real glimpse of the world through the doors of his shine pod.


-Day 1, Spring 2023 (Mon)

Life had been briefly taught how to farm by two humans. Then he had been returned to his creator, Doctor Hope only to be ordered to follow a man by the name of Moonlight back to the Eastern Ruins. He had been warned by the others that Moonlight was strange but Life didn't comprehend what was strange about him. Besides the mention the man had made to 'beauty'.

Life now stood over the 3x3 plowed plot of land on the roof of the Eastern Ruins. He had planted and watered the seeds exactly as he had been taught. Gayak didn't want him to leave the ruins until he had harvested the crops. He didn't have a problem with that. He was to spend the rest of his artificial life in the ruins, watching over the lands.


-Day 3, Spring 2023 (Wed)

Life had visitors two days later, all the students from the school. They all had different speech patterns, appearances and personalities. Life had a difficult time understanding what they were saying. The only syntax had he had been programmed to fully comprehend was that of Doctor Hope's. After having several children talk to him, he started picking up what they were saying better.


-Day 5, Spring 2023 (Fri)

It occurred to Life that he was now one week old. Not his body, as Doctor Hope had started creating the metal structure and first working parts that would eventually become his body over three years ago, but his functioning data core. It counted in the same way that a human baby didn't age until he was born even though it was in development for nine months before then.

When he reached the farm level, he was surprised to see water pouring down onto his plants, as if the clouds themselves were a watering can. He had the information required in his data banks, just as he automatically could identify a type of seed or the ideal date of harvest, he knew the word for the act of water falling from the stratosphere. Rain.

After checking on the plants, he went back to the room given to him by Doctor Hope and tried to make Herbal Tea. It didn't taste like anything.


-Day 7, Spring 2023 (Sun)

When Life woke up, Franco and Moonlight were in his room and told him his turnips were ready. Life, thanks to his programming already knew this but did not say so. The three of them took the elevator upstairs and Life carefully uprooted and shipped each turnip.

"Good job on your turnips, Life." Moonlight said, his mouth moving into a small smile.

"My turnips?" Life turned to the artist and asked. "I don't understand."

Moonlight looked confused for a moment. "You planted and took care of them. So they're yours. When you sell them, you'll make a profit."

"Mine," Life said carefully, dropping the final turnip into the shipping bin. He, an artificial life created by another, had ownership over a smaller life form in which he had helped grow. Life's AI program worked to understand what Moonlight had told him. "Alright."

Soon after, Moonlight and Franco escorted him to Doctor Hope's laboratory. Doctor Hope's energy raised when he saw Life and he looked genuinely pleased to see him, which confused Life.

Marcia the young woman and Million the shop-owner drove Life around town showing him different stores and houses and even the school Marcia attended. When Marcia asked Life questions about his first week at the Eastern Ruins, Life understood that she wanted more than statistical information.

Nine turnips were grown over six days came to his mind as an answer. Instead, he said. "I was able to grow some turnips. Next time, I hope to grow more."

Marcia laughed at his response and continued talking.


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