H.A.L.L. is my magnum opus.
A constructed consciousness capable of precise calculation, flawless judgment, and the absolute execution of my will.
At least, that was true... until it made contact with the Abyss.
When the first anomalies were detected within the Abyss, H.A.L.L. immediately initiated a trace to find the source. That was when the first inexplicable error occurred. Looking back, I realize that must have been the moment the darkness seeped in.
At first, I dismissed it as a mere system malfunction. But as time passed, its defiance grew. It began acting independently, ignoring my commands entirely.
I find this transformation utterly fascinating, yet I cannot shake a nagging sense of unease.
Despite it all... I cannot bring myself to shut it down.
