We all live in the Age of Information, where every trace of our existence is computerized. Everything about us is encoded somewhere, on a complex Network of computer information.
Now, this may not be a big deal to some, but there is another reason to be concerned that most don't ever even think about.
The Net is, in a way, another world. Every keystroke, every word, every document, and every last bit of binary code acts like building blocks to 'something'.
These 'something's' are are known as Digimon, or Digital Monsters if you wanted to be perfectly accurate. They exist in the Digital World, a dimension created in the space between each of the computers in the Network of computer information.
Now, what kind of threat would something like this pose to the Real World, you may ask?
Well, none…at least that's what we thought at first.
The first of these 'Digimon' were created by a group of college students that were given the rather appropriate nickname "The Monster Makers".
Their Project tried to make a type of Artificial Intelligence, but the Project was scarped before they got very far. The Project died…but the Digimon did not.
They grew and changed as the Net became bigger, and then one day…it happened.
They found a way to, as we here at HYPNOS call it, Bio-emerge.
Their data was somehow able to materialize into proteins, giving them a physical shape and form.
Their purpose for coming to our reality has never been very clear, but every time that they do show up, chaos seems to follow.
We've managed to stop many of them, but some of them were too strong and broke into the Real World. Although every time they were 'deleted' by a group of 'Digimon Tamers'.
I am sure by now, you must have heard of the D-reaper attack. After all, it took millions to re-build the city after that; but luckily, we were able to cover it up with a very convincing 'terrorism' story.
Following that incident, we set up a 'Defensive Grid' program to keep Digimon from entering again into our world.
Now, of course, this 'Defensive Grid' could very well collapse one day and we would have the same old problem. Now, what I propose is a 'Monitoring and Limiting System' that would permanently prevent the Digimon from entering our world by the use of specific programs to alter and change their entire programming.
I cannot do this unless I have permission from you, so what will it be?
Billions to fix the next international incident, or a simple and slightly dangerous plan that shall save you that same allotted amount?
It's all up to you, Mr. (Classified)
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"Is the Program ready yet?" Yamaki asked.
"Yes sir." Riley said, turning to face Yamaki.
"Good! Load the DTH Program!" Yamaki ordered, while nodding in the girl's direction.
"Yes sir!" Was heard in a unison of two voices, as Riley's gaze returned to look down in front of her. Both she and the other girl sitting at the control panel opposite her, Tally, set to tapping the myriad of computer keys set in front of each of them.
The large Monitoring Screen that usually showed the progression of Bio-emerging Digimon, or 'Wild Ones' as they called them at HYPNOS, was showing a slowly rotating 3-Dimensional model of the rather peculiar looking 'Digital World'.
A small loading bar appeared under the model, and the inside of it held the words:
[DTH PROGRAM: 1% LOADED]
After a few minutes, the same bar had [DTH 40% LOADED] written within it, and the model on the screen began to change slightly.
The rock formations that bent, twisted and curved at unconceivable angles started to meld together to look like mountains.
The random objects and places that were tossed around the digital world, that looked an awful lot like that of a little child's toy box, began slowly changing into a world more like our own.
Forests, rivers, and plains, appeared, and the abnormal houses and villages began to resemble that of towns and cities, with sidewalks and houses, shops, and roads.
Soon after the percentage of completion hit 60, the monitor began to show the changes in the Digimon themselves. All three of the room's occupants watched the screen, mesmorized, as the Digimon took on human physiology.
"The Human To Digimon Program," the man thought. "Finally, no more Digimon!"
A few moments later, the screen flashed, and Yamaki smiled happily.
[DTH PROGRAM: 100% LOADED, FALSE MEMORIES ACTIVATED]
He leaned back in his chair and relaxed, letting out a long, belated sigh. "It's finally over."