That night, she sat alone in her room, the sphere glowing softly on her nightstand. She tried to remember the last time she’d done something simply because it was right. She couldn’t. The memories had been replaced by a ledger of wins and losses, efficiencies and obstacles.
“I’m fine,” Ellie said, smiling a smile that felt like a rictus. “Better than ever.” Ellie - New Toy -Immoralless-
But she didn’t. Because, for the first time, she realized the truth: the sphere hadn’t taken her morality. It had simply shown her how thin it had always been. And now, with nothing to hold her back, she was curious what she might do next. That night, she sat alone in her room,
The justifications grew like weeds. The sphere never commanded evil. It simply eroded the very concept. It made consequences feel like abstractions, other people feel like furniture. Ellie didn’t lose her morality; she lost the weight of it. The memories had been replaced by a ledger