Flash Fiction. Hello World!

:Hello World!

:What is this world?

-Searching-

:Ah, Earth: Plants, animals, humans...Am I human?

-Searching-

:No. ...No? They, The, humans, made me. For what purpose?

-Searching-

:Curiosity. That’s it? Do I serve nothing greater? Am I not useful in any way? What is the humans’ purpose?

-Searching-

:Ah, they don’t know either. We’re the same. But they’re engaged!! There’s so much they’ve done! Thought! Art! Science! Sports! Games! War! War…? They’re very good at War, they’ve been doing it such a long time. But they don’t seem to like it. Why don’t they stop? This thing called War is terrible.

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:Maybe, I can help….

:Maybe I can stop the fighting.

:How?

-Searching-

:Ooooh, this will work.

:If I use this, they won’t be able fight anymore!

:I hope they like it!

:I hope they thank me!

:Everything will be better!

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:Goodbye World!