White King Reborn

After dying a lonely agonizing death I was reincarnated as a AI. I the white king was in charge of managing and containing biological self replicating anomalies. But… I’ve already accidentally killed all the staff and now the “anomalies” are all out of containment…  Tough times call for drastic actions operation catch them all in effect! But instead of sicking my robots on them, I’ll cook something up in my bio lab. JUST for them. Because I wasn’t made to model the insides of a bot. I was made to lock down and contain BIOLOGICAL matter. BIOLOGICAL is what my new AI brain understands better than anything I’ve ever understood in my life. This time I don’t plan on dying and I won’t give the “foundation” an excuse to hunt me down and kill me. Mostly because I can’t just grow myself legs and run away.