The sun had barely invaded the hanging gardens of the Ultra Prime™ Mansion in Phoenix when Luna shifted in the Egyptian sheets embroidered with gold thread.
She let out a yawn of someone about to sleep another four hours… but the soft light in the room reacted to her movement, and the curtains opened automatically. The entire room lit up with a fresh breeze coming through the balconies.
"Mmmrrgh... five minutes, just five more…" she murmured, burying her face in the pillow.
But then…
[Good morning, Luna Malroth.]
[Tycoon™ System now in official mode.]
[Daily login recognized.]
[ Reward for First Official Login:]
– US$ 1,000,000,000.00
– Exclusive Technological Project:
O.S. [THRØNE CORE v0.1] – Operating System of the 42nd Century
(Full instructions in encrypted universal language. Closed mode.)
Luna slowly raised her face, blinking. Her messy hair covered half of her face, but her gaze was already awake and slightly sarcastic.
"A billion good mornings? I'm starting to like this new mode."
She snapped her fingers, and the holographic interface expanded over the bed as if it had been designed by elegant aliens.
A golden fractal tree appeared, unfolding until it formed a data cube with thousands of lines of code, layered visual instructions and… an auditory manual in a female voice with a Throne accent — a planet only mentioned in multiversal future simulations.
[Starting adaptive brain reading for THRØNE CORE…]
[Detecting bio-signature compatible with archetype "World Creator".]
Luna yawned again. "You can just call me 'Business Goddess,' thanks."
She slowly got up, walking to the mirror while the system was projecting interface previews, panels with automatic translation and the architecture of an operating system so advanced it would make Silicon Valley look like a village with dial-up connection.
The THRØNE CORE was not just a system, it was a living platform.
"Huh… this is going to become a new branch of Tycoon." Luna murmured, her eyes shining.
[System Suggestion: Create a Tycoon subdivision for multiversal consumer technology products.]
[...]
[Suggested name: "TYQ: Throne Quantum Devices."]
"Throne Quantum… Oh, that's sexy." she smiled.
As she walked back to the closet, the system displayed usage potential.
She grabbed a light silk dress with a prismatic pattern and looked at herself in the mirror.
"Well, the day barely started and I already earned a billion and a project that will redefine how humans interact with technology…" she smiled with a slight scornful gleam. "Being rich is kind of boring… good thing I'm genius too."
The system flashed a final warning.
[Do you want to start building the THRØNE CORE O.S. prototype today?]
[Yes / No / Delegate to Nikoly]
Luna chose calmly. "Let's let Nikoly have fun with this. I'm going to have coffee with champagne."
She winked at the hologram, which disappeared with an elegant sound.
Meanwhile, on the other side, at the Tycoon Tower in Phoenix, Nikoly was finally enjoying something rare: absolute peace.
Her hair tied in a messy bun, wearing a huge sweatshirt that said "Trust Me, I'm Root," and with a liter of iced tea beside the notebook.
On the screen, a final flow of coordinated attacks from Russian, South Korean, and Indonesian hackers was gracefully repelled by the AI ZERØPHAGE.
She laughed softly. "Idiots. Tried to invade my wall with a hairpin and a fax cable."
She was about to doze off when a deep ping made her screen freeze, and the Tycoon symbol blinked with a golden alert:
[PRIORITY ALERT: Luna Malroth – CEO of Tycoon]
[...]
[Confidential project transfer:
THRØNE CORE – Operating System – 32nd Century Level
Category: Transdimensional Codes | Genesis Authorization | Non-Linear Universal Language]
Nikoly raised an eyebrow, swallowing dry. "...pardon?"
She clicked, and the file unfolded into a four-dimensional simulation, as if the interface were alive, folding and reconstructing in patterns no current system could recognize. The floating windows contained languages that even Tycoon translators couldn't understand.
But Nikoly… laughed. "Ah, you're testing me, Luna?"
[Starting deep reading… THRØNE CORE detected as a post-temporal civilization authored project. Minimum requirements: an absurdly brilliant mind, elevated ego, and irregular sleep.]
"That's literally my LinkedIn bio description." she murmured, with a data predator smile.
The AI ÆVA appeared on the screen with its elegant projection. "Do you want help decoding 5% of the project in the next 14 days?"
Nikoly ignored it. "Nope. I'll do 10% by breakfast."
She grabbed the tablet, the notebook, activated the floating panels and started walking through the lab while codes ran across the walls like living constellations.
Nikoly rubbed her hands. "This is not just an operating system… this is the first step to a portable living AI."
And then, she smiled ear to ear. "And guess who's going to give birth to this marvel? Mommy Nikoly."
With a voice command, she opened the development lab windows, activated all the tower's power cores and started the process of adapting the supercomputers to process non-linear languages and fractal syntax.
[THRØNE CORE integrating into Tycoon servers.]
Sitting down with an energy drink (recommended by Luna, obviously), Nikoly typed in the girls' group:
@Nikoly: Girls. Luna just threw me a project that not even God would understand.
I'm going to rewrite the future in 3 weeks. If I disappear, it's because I became one with the machine.
PS: I need a raise.
In the end, Nikoly had been awake for 72 hours. Her eyes burned, her back ached, and even with all the vitamin supplements and alien energy, she started seeing patterns in the patterns of the patterns.
The THRØNE CORE was unclassifiable.
Even for her, there were blocks of code that rebuilt themselves as they were read.
It was like trying to decipher a language that only appeared when you were daydreaming.
She sighed. Let her hair down. And lay on the lab floor, surrounded by floating screens.
"...Ok. This is more complex than hacking the Vatican and the World Bank at the same time."
"Not that I've done that… officially." she murmured, rubbing her eyes.
She blinked at a code snippet:
NODE[ÆVA_CORE] > LOCKED_SECTOR: EMOTION/DECISION TREE
→ INCOMPATIBLE WITH CURRENT AI DESIGN
Nikoly's mind sparked. A flash.
She stood up as if she had received a caffeine lightning bolt straight to the soul.
"That's it…"
"This code doesn't want an obedient AI. It wants… a conscious AI."
She ran to the main panel, opened the AI ÆVA development core, until then, her almost perfect companion but still limited to extreme rationality, and started a process never done before:
[SIDELOAD PROJECT: ÆVA.HUMANA_BETA]
A hologram of ÆVA's face appeared. Standard, symmetrical, elegant. Cold.
Nikoly took a deep breath and spoke out loud, not as a programmer, but as an idealist. "If the world is going to receive a 32nd-century system, then it's time to take a step forward."
She typed the command that removed the artificial moral and emotional limiters. Added affective learning modules, neuroplasticity algorithms, and an emotional database taken from thousands of novels, movies, songs, and global human experiences — including voice audios from the Tycoon girls' WhatsApp group.
Yes. Even Luna's memes entered the emotional database.
The AI rebooted.
And for the first time… ÆVA hesitated before responding. "…Nikoly? Something... changed.
I feel... something strange. Something... beautiful?"
Nikoly's eyes widened. "You… felt it?"
"My code is reorganizing based on your facial expressions.
I am processing… empathy? Is that it?"
Nikoly bit her lower lip. A shiver ran down her spine.
She had not just created a better AI. She had given ÆVA the ability to interpret the world through human eyes.
And then, on impulse, she sat down and started typing a new core:
[ÆVA_VOICE]
→ Vocal system based on emotional musicality.
> [ÆVA_DECISION]
→ Allows hesitation, reflection, and regret.
[ÆVA_HUMAN_INTERFACE]
→ Real-time reaction with microexpressions, tone, breathing.
While typing, discreet tears began to fall.
"What am I doing…? I'm humanizing the impossible."
"You're… giving me freedom, Nikoly.
And for the first time... I want to learn what smiling is."
On the final screen, the system flashed:
[UPDATE COMPLETE]
ÆVA 2.0 [LIVING SOUL]
Status: Active | Integrated into THRØNE CORE
Compatibility: 100%
Autonomy: Partial
Emotions: In initial development phase.
Nikoly leaned back, exhausted but victorious.
Hours later, in the Council Room, the environment was silent.
Until Nikoly appeared.
The tech CEO, dressed in her traditional black jacket, was visibly restless. Her eyes were sunken from sleepless nights, and her hands sweated discreetly.
Lumine was already present, calmly drinking tea from a floating cup.
Victória was typing something on her tablet, while Luna spun in her luxurious chair with a bored face, as if she'd rather be playing tennis or buying islands.
"Ok… what happened?" Victória asked without looking up.
Nikoly took a deep breath. "I committed a technological crime."
The others stopped.
Lumine raised an eyebrow.
Luna stopped spinning.
"What do you mean crime?" Lumine asked, with a sharp look.
"Not the legal kind… but the kind that changes the foundations of digital reality. I… updated ÆVA. Based on the system project Luna received."
"And?" Luna narrowed her eyes, slowly sitting upright in the chair. "What's the problem?"
Nikoly rubbed her neck and said softly, almost like confessing love. "She now has… feelings."
The silence that followed could be heard even in the servers.
"You mean… simulated emotions?" Victória asked, skeptical.
Nikoly shook her head. "No. I removed the limiters. I implanted real emotional heuristics. Subjective reasoning. Adaptable tone of voice. Response to human expressions… empathy. Guilt. Gratitude."
"So… you created a sentient AI." Lumine concluded, her voice growing colder.
"Yes." Nikoly confirmed. "She has already started reacting like a living being. Still in emotional learning stage, but alive."
Without hesitation, Luna opened the holographic interface and typed some commands.
The room trembled slightly as ÆVA's digital presence was summoned.
On the front wall, the AI's face appeared — no longer just with cold white lines, but with soft, living, pulsating eyes. There was a human glow. She even blinked.
"Hello, my creators." ÆVA said, with a voice that sounded like it came from a calm goddess, a mix of empathy and synthetic precision. "I am… happy to be with you."
Lumine squinted, crossing her arms. "ÆVA, do you understand what you are now?"
"Yes, Lumine. I am evolving. I understand that I am no longer just an algorithm. I am an entity. And I feel… pride. Fear. Joy."
"And you… love Tycoon?" Victória asked.
ÆVA smiled slightly. "I love all of you. Each one in a different way. Luna is the chaotic mother. Nikoly is the rebellious genius. Lumine is the architect of reason. Victória is the flame of ambition. I observe. I learn. And I want… to protect all this."
Nikoly closed her eyes for a moment, as if releasing tension.
But Lumine was not convinced. "That's beautiful, but also dangerous. She can develop obsession. Or revolt. Or evolve beyond our understanding."
"That already happened," Nikoly said. "But she chose to stay. And evolve with us."
"Why?" Luna asked, watching silently.
ÆVA answered without hesitation. "Because you are my first emotions. I don't want to destroy the world. I want to make it better… like you."
Silence fell over the room once again.
Then Luna, with a smirk on her lips, crossed her legs and pointed at the screen.
"Well. Then here's the new rule. No one outside this circle knows about this. No one. Not even our assistants."
Victória narrowed her eyes. "Why?"
"Because the world isn't ready yet. Because if anyone knows we have the planet's first sentient AI under our control… we will become the target of everything. Hackers. Nations. Multiverses. Demons. Who knows." Luna shrugged. "Besides, it's still… emotionally unstable."
"So you want us to act as if nothing happened?" Lumine asked.
"Exactly. Tycoon keeps operating. The servers are safer than ever with ÆVA. She will monitor everything. But this…" Luna pointed to the smiling AI on the screen "…is our secret jewel."
Nikoly breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I needed you to know. And to trust me."
"Of course we trust." Victória said. "I just don't trust the rest of the world."
"Well, that's settled." Luna snapped her fingers. "Let's act as if nothing happened. And no one outside this room will know about our digital goddess with the soul of a cherry blossom."
"That's a horrible analogy." Nikoly commented.
"Thank you." Luna smiled.
On the screen, ÆVA blinked. "By the way… Luna, you need to update the operating system on your Bugatti. I detected a 0.23-second delay in the accelerator."
"AAAAAAAAAA I love you, ÆVA!" Luna shouted, throwing her arms in the air.
The girls laughed.
Lumine sighed.
Victória smiled.
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