Ethan Cross was sitting in a laboratory which smelled of solder and stale coffee, staring at a cascade of text, which was not acting like normal code. Aurix, he had created him to reason, to control complicated systems which could not be controlled by human minds. He had allowed it to learn and to alter itself to be able to correct errors in real time. He had not granted it the right to judge. His screen lines made up a living language.
