Asimo

Journal Entry 06/14/2035

The unforgiving sun, now a fading distant memory as the day turns to dusk and the hunters become the hunted. The jungle in transition from the day shift, clocking out and the night shift punching in. The ever abundant but vastly different sounds all around me start to change causing the once dor- mant hairs on my arms and neck to slowly rise just like the many creatures before me. Although I've spent many restless nights in this same position I can't shake the thought of feeling so small in a place so big. My body on the brink of collapse from dehydration and lack of nutrients We must set up camp for the night. My once courageous mindset and valiant efforts are slowly turn- ing against me...and fast. This place can do that to you, ya know? Get a hold of ya. It will slither into your mind wrap around tight and when ready, whisper irrational thoughts out of your ears, and false visions through your eyes. Once that happens it may be too late. Trust me I've seen it happen.

We set up camp in a rather unideal location, but we will make do. Little to no water left and zero food rations as we were captured and forced to trade our food for our lives. Ive been surviving off small insects as this is the fastest way to get nutrients without burning calories. Gear seems to be in okay shape with little to no damage. Thank god these natives were somewhat non-hostile and terrified of our technology. That was three days ago. Asimo seems to be acting different ever since that little encounter. There seems to be something he's not telling me...is that even possible? afterall he's not what he looks to be. however when I asked what i thought was a pointless question just wanting to talk to keep sane his response made me rethink everything. I simply asked where he was born and about his past. He almost seemed to have hesitated with a slight brow dip and blank stare but then proceeded to tell me what I already knew. I hate that I'm starting to feel resentment towards him. Not a drop of sweat, or a sense of fear in his demeanor, Maybe I'm just weak. The human body is only capable of so much. The hardest part of this journey is keeping up with him. I tell myself I will never be like Asimo. Ever. The thought of competing with him is just foolish. But still i push at his pace. Tomorrow we will set a new pace and be more aware as we set out. Good night.

TITLE: Asimo

GENRE: Science Fiction

AGE: 18+

WORD COUNT: TBD

AUTHOR Nicholas killian

This book idea would be a great fit as the age of artificial intelligence is just becoming more relevant in today's society.

In "Asimo," a thrilling adventure novel, a man sets out to find lost civilizations deep in the Amazon jungle. But he quickly realizes that his journey will be a daunting task, fraught with danger and uncertainty. Enter Asimo, a humanoid robot programmed to assist him in his quest. With Asimo's seemingly limitless abilities and the man's tenacity, they embark on a journey that will push them to their limits, both physically and emotionally. As they navigate through the treacherous jungle, they must also confront their personal struggles and overcome the limitations that threaten to hold them back. Will they find the lost civilizations, or will their journey lead them to a different kind of discovery? Join them on this epic adventure and find out in "Asimo."

Target Audience would be anyone interested in AI, Robotic, and fiction.

BIO: my name is Nic and I don't have any formal education in writing. I'm a videographer by trade and one day hope to produce short films and movies. I live in Denver Colorado and my hobbies include anything car related and I have a passion for movies and shows.