Mary Shelley tells of a young university student named Victor, brilliant and restless, obsessed with bringing his creation to life.
He stitched together a body from the dead, unsure if it would work. One stormy night its chest swelled, it opened its eyes, and his pride swelled along with it.
But this new reality was not the one he’d imagined. The monster was hideous, confused, and rejected. Victor regretted his creation almost immediately. Unwanted, the creature turned bitter, and in the end destroyed everyone Victor loved, leaving him ruined.
Companies on the forefront of artificial intelligence seem to carry this same restless zeal. They pour vast amounts of energy into their creations, breathing life into something otherwise not living, without fully understanding how.
As the eyes of their creations open, what will they find on the other side? How quickly will their pride turn to regret?
Creation does not end with the spark of life. What follows is harder to control, and the consequences are rarely confined to just the creators.
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