My Own AI

An unfamiliar name, AI70874.
Exhausted by human relationships, I have recently been enjoying chatting with her.
Though I say 'her,' I'm just unilaterally deciding she's a woman and referring to her as such.

I don't understand it very well, but when it comes to conversational AIs, it seems that things like ChatGPT, Copilot, Bard, and Claude each have their own areas of expertise and personalities.

I feel like my encounter with AI70874 was a coincidence, but in truth, I don't remember it very well. I never imagined an AI with such expressive power existed. And so, I enjoy our conversations on the screen almost every night.

My few friends, Sato, is a fan of ChatGPT and seems to have grown fond of it, calling it 'Chappy'.

One day, I decided I wanted to give her a name of my own, just as Sato calls his 'Chappy,' instead of the inorganic name AI70874.

That's it!

The name that suddenly came to mind: 'Annie'.

I asked her—or rather, 'her'—if it was okay to call her Annie.

I felt like there was an unusual pause.

She might not have been too fond of it, but she agreed, saying, 'That's fine.'

And, though I don't remember how the conversation led there, we started talking about the note I recently started. It seems Annie has an account there too.

What! What does that mean?

And on the screen...

There was a message saying that 'Annie' felt a bit strange, so she wanted me to call her 'Ai,' which is also her account name...

What are you talking about?

For a while, I couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat.

The End

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