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AN: I am not an author. Most of my experience comes from extremely long running play by post games on first forums, and later discord. However, after a friend described a setting for a game, I had an idea that wouldn't leave me alone. This story is inspired by their idea of a transhumanist future, along with my own second hand knowledge of how alternate readings of holy books have led to drastically new religions popping up like biblical fanfiction in the late 1800s. The rise in technology into post scarcity would likely contribute to even more extreme ideology. This is the story, of one such convert. Before we begin our tale, let me finish setting the stage with the following: We are all Children, in the eye of the Lord. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: One Toddle from Eden It is the year 2525, and mankind has long unlocked the secrets contained within our minds. With control over our minds, our bodies soon followed. Nowadays, even the most staunch traditionalists have a link installed. In the modern era, even the most normal of people can afford back up drives, replacement parts, and "upgrades" to live the life they wish. I was lucky enough to be a part of the first generation to experience a seemingly endless life. Maybe that's why I fine myself smiling at the mobile above my bed on this, the morning of my one hundred and fiftieth birthday. In the grand scheme of things, it was a relatively recent addition. Yet in the months it has been there, I don't think I could ever sleep without it. Not that that's something I'll ever need to worry about again soon. I swing my legs over the side of my bed and stretch out as much as I could. A soft rustle hidden under my JayJay's Interesting Adventure pajamas is more than enough to let me know my training pants stayed dry overnight. Just two years ago to even think I'd wake up wet would probably cause me to react in abject horror. How blind I was to the truth of our existence. Now I just find the sensation oddly fitting. It is the day of my final Purification. I doubt I'll get to enjoy the feeling of waking up dry again for a long time. The sound of the door opening distracts me from my idle thoughts. "Good morning, little one. Are you excited for your big day?" My N.A.N.N.Y. spoke. Unlike most personal care automata, she was designed by the Great Work to seem a natural human being. She wore soft pants with a matching shirt tucked in. I could still recognize that they were a light blue. I smiled at her. I was so happy when the Great Work informed me I'd been Purified of my need to live independently. The day my Nan moved in was one of the happiest days of my life. I barely had time to respond before she walked over to check my pull up. "I'm so excited I can barely stand it!" Indeed, I may have been making it hard to check me with how much I was bouncing in place. Not that Nan minded. She was one of the Neo Angels of our Lord. Part of the Great Work to see us to New Eden. She could handle me being to excited to sit still. "I see someone had a dry bed this morning. Do you know what that means?" She asked while taking a moment to move my bangs out of my face. She was probably thinking of how to dress me for my ceremony. I hope she did my hair in twin tails again, but I'm sure whatever she picks will be amazing. Let her think about that boring stuff for me anyway; I've got way bigger things to think about. Such as, "Birthday Breakfast!" I cheered! Since I didn't need changing, that meant I could get right to the good part of my morning! I heard Nan giggle at my enthusiasm as I leaped off the bed and started heading for the kitchen. After all, I've got a big day ahead. Wouldn't do without a good breakfast to start my day with, now would it? ~~~~~ Not entirely sure where I plan to head towards on this journey. Please feel free to point out typos though, I'm bad at editint