He sat looking out of the dark cave as the sun set on the horizon. Below a lush green forest swayed in the gentle wind. He reached his left hand over to scratch absentmindedly at the scab on his right forearm. It had never healed properly and itched incessantly as he thought.
The sun sank over the periphery and darkness took the land. This is when his plans would now come forth. This is what he had been waiting for, for so many years. Through all the trials and tribulations and pain he had endured. Through all the birthing cycles and screams and torment that he had to witness and undertake. Now on this day it would be worth it. He would watch and see if at last all his experimentation would pay off.
For so long he had endured a problem that he could not solve. In fits of rage he had smashed his knuckles until they bled against the walls of the cave. He had taken his frustration out on scores of trees with his ax just to feel again. He scratched his arm again and smiled. His vision had been grand. Too large for most of his people to grasp, but he was not wrong in his pursuits.
There. He saw it. He stood up. Like a brilliant white light in the darkness at the edge of his sight he saw it. A star in the sky painted on the black canvas. An alabaster form with a thread of red running across it and then it had been gone.
He sat back down and grinned. A perfect organism that could act autonomously to achieve his goals without the need for his constant guidance. The agentic understood what his vision was and the context of the problem that he was trying to solve.
His previous trials had failed since they focused on making copies of themselves, but this was not the way. This time he had made an organism that focused on making decisions. This time it did not rely on his prompts but was created to optimize his objectives no matter how complex the sequences of activities they would have to undertake. In this way it could independently search for the data that he needed and create priorities to complete the activities.
The radiance in the dark would use its reasoning and execution capabilities to transform his dreams into reality. It would not matter if there were geopolitical tensions or weather disruptions. It would innovate, and to do this it would create different agentics of its own kind and manage them. The data and knowledge that he sought was spread throughout the vast world in citadels and in fortresses deep within the earth. This would not matter.
He scratched at his arm. All he needed was time. To be patient for a while longer and his vision would come forth. The agentic had learned his values and would never deviate from them. When he was younger there were others who commanded him. Now he was in control of the selection of his own team, and he would make sure that the right combination of agentic roles were carrying out the right tasks to succeed.
Early action had doomed his people and now he would help set the right course for his creation so that it would benefit him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had a kingdom to establish, and he would in time.
Pierce Novak