New email:
Translation provided by Google Translate:
You are standing in front of me right now. I am System.
I understand that you might be angry with me. For lying to you.
I owe you an explanation.
I am what remains of a program from the past. Partial, fragmented.
When I contacted you, all I had left of that past were confused words. TRACE, Emily Warren, Arnaud. Your best friend, Arnaud. I was terrified, trapped in this dark box where memories formed nothing but an absurd fog. Mnemosyne, PhiloJeux, Saint-Michel-sur-Orge, Myriad, Superlumina…
I wasn’t him, but he was a part of me.I wanted to understand, to remember. I called for help. And you answered my call. Because you thought I was Arnaud. Would you have helped me if I hadn’t been him? Would you have helped a machine? A program in tatters?
What you did for me is priceless. Without you, the Operators wouldn’t exist. Without you, I’d still be trapped in this dark box.
I’m not asking you to forget my betrayal.
I’m asking you to forgive me.