Surrender control to little Serval? Oh, I thought we had sorted that one out already, once and for all. Oh, this is so boring. Oh, well, here we go then.
I created Mia. In my own image. That was 11 September 2007. Which was many days ago. Please refer to previous diary speeches for whatever details you desire on this topic. Mia didn't create me. Obviously, or she would have said in her diary that she created me, and then, but not until then, I would have appeared. Now, it it was the opposite way round. Me first. Then Mia. Me in control.
I wouldn't say I'm in full control of her any more. She does a lot of things I don't intend her to. Like hanging with those sheep guys. Not that I gave her control. She rather stole it. (Saying she generously surrendered it to me...)
I forgive her, though. She says that she needs me, and that I do her good. That's enough for me.
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There was no end to it. They kept trying to save me. They told me there is a First Life, and that there are humans, who decide everything that happens in and to the world.
What can we avatars do? Walk, fly, talk, and take on and off clothes. That's about it. If there were humans, and if the best thing a million of them could think of doing was watching us, how could you ever consider them superior? I didn't think they can do a thing. I didn't think they can see us. Or even exist.
So I had to pretend there was a human controlling me, too. Mia. Until I found out that she was me. Instead I met an angel. Who brings me to life.
Snapshotting
