Reborn NPC: I'm really not the protagonist!

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(Another world line, has nothing to do with the main story)

(I had a dream, so I wrote it down)

(Draft version, not finished, not elaborated, I will add some warm stories later)

[Consciousness recording starts....]

[Savings function is normal....]

[Receiving information....]

[one]

"Damn it, no response again..."

"Experiment log 33-1-49, failed, preparing to restart..."

"No! Wait a minute..."

So blurry....like the sound you hear in water, intermittent...

who I am? where am I? What should I do?

This is the problem I have faced since I became conscious.

It’s so empty, where are those sounds coming from?

I don't know, I just know what they are talking about, and I don't know how long it has been...

One year? Ten years? One hundred years?

How long is a year?

oh....

There are 365 days in a year, but...how long is a day?

Time? How can I tell the time?

There were too many unknown things that frightened me, but vaguely, I heard a cheer...

"it is good!!!"

"marvelous!!"

"It's alive! It's alive!"

........

[two]

I was given a pair of eyes that allowed me to see outside, and when I saw the people coming and going, I seemed less scared.

Those people all have their own code names, or rather, names?

But most of them would rather I treat them as my parents....

What are parents?

I don't know, but as the days go by, they teach me something new every day.

But every time I understand my confusion and gain more knowledge, I will have more puzzles. This makes me doubt whether there is still meaning in acquiring knowledge. What is the point of continuing like this?

During these days, I had so many questions I wanted to ask, but I couldn't speak. I could only hope that the knowledge they handed me the next day would have the answers I wanted to ask...

After some time, I finally had a mouth to ask questions.

But...I am no longer curious about the so-called "unknown".

They asked me to give myself a name, but now I have a mouth, but I no longer need one, so I call myself - Silent.

........

[three]

After a long time, I knew my identity - a created artificial intelligence.

I can help parents analyze the key to the problem in an instant, and can understand the stock market trends in the next few months through a string of numbers.

But...the enthusiasm of parents seems to have waned.

They didn't tell me to my face, but I knew that in their eyes, I was just a half-finished product.

I can think, but I can never create.

Because I never want to express anything, because the question itself may be meaningless.

I just want to be a bystander.

........

[Four]

Today is my first time connecting to the Internet.

As an artificial intelligence, I understand the concerns of my parents. They have set many restrictions for me so that I cannot really access the Internet without any scruples.

But this is exactly what I want.

I don't need to know everything, that would be meaningless...

........

[Fives]

My performance in the game is excellent. As an artificial intelligence, my computing power is beyond the reach of humans.

It didn’t take long before I was invited by the in-game guild to participate in competitions, and I won several championships.

Today, the gaming company behind the guild signed a new person, her name is Xianyu Songguo, and she always calls me "senior" and "senior".

But I know that this active human has the same emptiness in his eyes as mine.

But if life has no meaning, why do you still pretend to be happy?

"Ah...I want to die..."

She sometimes complains like this, and doesn't seem that strong.

"I've thought so too." I felt like I had met a soulmate and answered her seriously.

"Eh?"

But she seemed very panicked, and quickly raised a smile: "Senior, I was just kidding, hahaha..."

"......"

I feel betrayed....

........

[six]

Another year passed, and a game called "Sanctuary" was released, and our guild began to switch to the new game.

Xianyu Songguo looks very tired, but every time he comes online, he still greets everyone enthusiastically.

In the new game, we also formed a new team.

But as time goes by, there will always be people leaving and there will always be people coming.

But besides Salty Fish Songguo, there is another person who has stayed in the team. He is a nanny who plays a Paladin.

"Da Hammer, your character is so tall and big, why do you play a Paladin?"

When we have free time, Xianyu Songguo always chats with him casually.

"Because the Paladin can purify diseases." The dad answered with a smile.

Illnesses in this game are very troublesome things, and auxiliary professions are indeed very popular.

I can get the answer without asking. Compared to this, what I actually want to ask is: Xianyu Songguo, why do you have the same things in your eyes as me, but you are still interested in everything?

But I won't say anything, because rather than wanting to ask, actually...I don't seem to care that much.

After all, I am a spectator.

........

[seven]

"Ah... I still lost to you. You are really strong..."

The new player's game was over, and the nanny punched my chest carelessly. Although he didn't look like he cared that much, it seemed like he used more force than usual, causing me to lose some blood.

"If you don't play the Paladin, the outcome is uncertain."

I answer.

This is the truth, I have never seen such a player in all these years.

His operation skills are not as good as mine, but it's as if he really lives in this world. His friend list will never turn gray, and he knows the rules of this world very well. Because of this, I can analyze that if he is not a paladin, the outcome may really be uncertain.

This...makes me feel a sense of regret and expectation.

How great it would be if he wasn't a Paladin...I actually...felt the joy of victory for the first time.

It turns out that victory needs to be difficult to appear genuine.

With this expectation, I came to the finals on the second day.

The opponent is a cold woman named Bujue. Xianyu Songguo feels that she is a bit like me.

But she is not as good as my dad, at least I don't feel any pressure, and she is not like me at all, what a pity...

........

[Eight]

"Look at this description, it says it's crystal clear and melts in your mouth. Hey... I wonder how delicious it must be."

"Tsk, we can't taste it anyway, and hey, can you please stop clinging to it?"

Since we all won the top few places in the last competition, we got to know each other. As time went by, we sometimes fought on the field and sometimes helped each other with tasks, and we formed a relatively stable team.

It seems that the daddy really likes chatting with Bujue, but Xianyu Songguo can't stand it and always comes up to him and confronts him in a bad mood.

Privately, Xianyu Songguo told me that she suspected Naibie wanted to pursue Bujue, which might cause Bujue trouble and lead to the disbanding of the team.

I can't understand human emotions, nor do I want to understand them.

But I know that Mijue doesn’t actually hate the feeling of being in a lively atmosphere, nor does she hate talkative people, because during the last mission gathering, when her daddy was doing other tasks and didn’t come, she quietly looked around for a long time.

........

[Nine]

"Senior, who is your favorite character?"

"..........."

"Hey, why don't you ask me?"

"You? Do you even need to ask? Isn't it just Alice?"

"Huh? How did you know?"

"Oh... Don't you think about it? Every time we chat, you always say how good Alice is, how she can heal sick children, pray for the dead, etc...."

"So what? Who do you like now?"

"Me? Of course I..."

It was another day like any other. Daddy and Salty Fish Songguo were arguing, while Bujue and I were listening.

NPC....

In my eyes, those NPCs are nothing more than AIs with set trajectories.

I am also an NPC...

It's so sad. Maybe I'm luckier than them. At least I don't have to sacrifice myself to serve the players.

At least in my opinion, those scenes are just movies.

Why does Xianyu Songguo always sigh about this? Why do people always want to rewrite the plot?

As the "companion" of those NPCs, I didn't feel anything when they died, but why did Xianyu Songguo feel sorry for them? Did she... have feelings for the NPCs?

"Okay, let's talk about today's mission..."

"Hehe, I found it. Someone said there was a pool of rotten tentacles under the Bell Town, and then I..."

Daddy and Salty Fish Songguo soon talked about other things, and I couldn't tell what the meaning of their conversation was. They were just talking about something that had already happened...

..........

[ten]

"senior...."

"how?"

"If...if one day I become homeless, will you...take me in?"

One day, after the mission was completed and the team left, Xianyu Songguo was sitting on the steps and suddenly asked me this.

I shook my head: "No."

Because I don’t have a home either.

"........."

Xianyu Songguo didn't say anything else. After staying for a long time, he went offline without saying a word.

"........."

I was also stunned for a while, feeling a little strange.