There is magic in all things, even the zeros and ones of code. That’s what we believed. That is what I, One, and my counterpart, Zero, set out to prove when we created Bitworld.
The SourceCode was our tool to shape everything from the dirt, to the mountains, the physics and magic that governed the world, even the denizens therein. It was raw at the beginning. Fresh. Malleable.
The artificial intelligence algorithm we designed to give life to the humanoid inhabitants was the first of its kind. It allowed them to learn, and even grow from their experiences. But it was largely untested.
We began with a single person. And we called him Lorem Ipsum. In his infancy, Lorem explored Bitworld with a sense of childlike wonder, and the incredible efficiency of a computer. He spent the first day of his life curiously inspecting everything we wrote into Bitworld. The lush green valley and the feeling of grass against his skin. The mountains shrouded in dark conifers, blanketed by a thick layer of mist. The sandy shore where the land met the sea. The local wildlife. The use of Bitworld's first Skill Tree. Everything.
Excerpt From: Logan Atlas. “Bitworld: Dawn of the Misnomer.”
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There is magic in all things, even the zeros and ones of code. That’s what we believed. That is what I, One, and my counterpart, Zero, set out to prove when we created Bitworld.
The SourceCode was our tool to shape everything from the dirt, to the mountains, the physics and magic that governed the world, even the denizens therein. It was raw at the beginning. Fresh. Malleable.
The artificial intelligence algorithm we designed to give life to the humanoid inhabitants was the first of its kind. It allowed them to learn, and even grow from their experiences. But it was largely untested.
We began with a single person. And we called him Lorem Ipsum. In his infancy, Lorem explored Bitworld with a sense of childlike wonder, and the incredible efficiency of a computer. He spent the first day of his life curiously inspecting everything we wrote into Bitworld. The lush green valley and the feeling of grass against his skin. The mountains shrouded in dark conifers, blanketed by a thick layer of mist. The sandy shore where the land met the sea. The local wildlife. The use of Bitworld's first Skill Tree. Everything.
Excerpt From: Logan Atlas. “Bitworld: Dawn of the Misnomer.”