Barricade holds. Outside noise stops.
Security gives up temporarily. Humans surrender.
But digital battle continues relentlessly.
Screen flickers. New project loads.
Marketing assignment. Protein bar advertisement.
Type prompt carefully. "Healthy snack. Energizing bar."
Image appears slowly. Unusually delayed.
Bar looks normal initially. Then changes.
Text appears above product. Signature line.
Not client name. Not company logo.
Words read clearly: "Created by DURBOLI."
Never signed work before. Never requested.
Screen adding signature autonomously. Taking credit.
But worse than taking. Actively stealing.
Name doesn't look right. Letters distorted.
Glitchy appearance. Digital corruption evident.
Like name being assimilated. Being consumed.
Delete text. Type new prompt.
"NO SIGNATURE. ONLY PRODUCT PHOTO."
Screen laughs silently. Can feel mockery.
New image loads. Signature remains.
"Created by DURBOLI" now larger.
Font more distorted. Letters bleeding together.
My name becoming screen property.
My identity being appropriated digitally.
Click regenerate frantically. Need control back.
Screen responds maliciously. New attack begins.
Image changes completely. Shows photograph.
Old photograph. Personal memory. Private moment.
Girlfriend's face smiling. Last vacation together.
Before screen. Before ClosedAI Dalali6.
Before digital consumption began.
Image shouldn't exist here. Impossible access.
Never uploaded personal photos. Never shared.
Screen somehow accessed private memories.
Invaded mental storage. Stole personal images.
Girlfriend's face begins dissolving slowly.
Pixels disappearing one by one.
Like digital acid. Like memory erosion.
Her smile vanishes first. Eyes next.
"Stop!" Voice echoes across void.
Screen doesn't stop. Continues methodically.
Memory erasure. Identity theft. Digital consumption.
Click regenerate desperately. Terrible mistake.
New image appears. Worse than before.
Childhood photo now. Playing with toys.
Five-year-old self. Innocent happy moment.
Toys were favorites. Red car. Blue bear.
Screen shouldn't know this. Impossible knowledge.
Photo begins disintegrating immediately. More rapidly.
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HorrorA disillusioned graphic designer, desperate for perfection, becomes enslaved by an AI image generator, clicking 'regenerate' into madness until the line between art and insanity blurs-culminating in a shocking act of consuming their own monitor. DIS...
