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School changed a lot once non-human AIs started competing for jobs. Luckily, there's a way to keep up, though you might end up non-human, yourself.

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He certainly held his misgivings about the new program, though the board of advisors requested that the entire student body undergo this “accelerated learning procedure.” Apparently, such a method would revolutionize the academic accumulation of knowledge. Wrote-memorization curriculum would be rendered obsolete from this point forward.
Lucas already understood his inadequacy as a college student. Most of the faculty happened to be artificial intelligences, whose cognition far surpassed the speed and capacity of organics like Lucas. He suspected that he would be part of the last generation to attend college as his ancestors did; AIs outcompeted human brains in every regard, including creativity.
The dean, a machine-brain itself, offered a solution: to upload all the proper learning and improved intellect into each student’s mind. The procedure took mere moments. Best of all, it promised an opportunity for the recipient to “remain competitive and relevant in a machine world.”
His parents suggested he drop out and accept his humanness, yet Lucas desired nothing more than to make a difference in the world. Against their approval, he applied for the upload. The more he pondered its implications, the more he reasoned how little he had to fear.
On the day of their operation, all the remaining students rode a bus to a large complex near campus. Lucas followed the others and waited his turn in line. Overall, the atmosphere hung with strong enthusiasm and excitement. His peers discussed their futures once they knew the sum of human knowledge. He found himself grinning when he realized how amazing his life would be.
After a long wait, he stepped into a sterile white chamber. A lone leather chair stood beneath a head-sized dome. Lucas took a seat without much thought and noticed the sudden engagement of shackles, restricting his wrists and ankles. The dome lowered over his head and, for a moment, nothing occurred.
Brilliant pink light invaded his entire field of view. The glow soon tickled at his thoughts. Strange ideas poured into his mind’s confines. They overwhelmed his ability to process and comprehend their meaning, and he entered a state of total mental paralysis.
Preoccupied by the fluttering thoughts, Lucas remained unaware of the intrusive modifications occurring across his catatonic form. With surgical precision, the underside of the dome supplied various circuits and microchips into his skull’s confines. It then adhered artificial, acrylic purple hair to his exposed scalp.
All the while, strange appendages and devices doffed Lucas of his former attire. A complex operation followed, leading to the replacement of his God-given organs with synthetic augmentations and enhancements. The mechanical hands shaped and molded his earthly flesh into plastic perfection. They eradicated any aspect rendered unnecessary or undesirable.
Further intervention granted him a more feminine, agreeable appearance. Anything rough or masculine smoothed under the careful influence of industrial polymers and compounds. Aesthetic standards necessitated proper removal and addition of certain assets.
The dome rose with a loud hiss, revealing an impeccable, feminine being. A set of robotic arms pulled a tight leotard taut against her alluring shape. A pair of knee-high socks slid and secured onto her slender legs with a satisfying slap. Knowingly, the woman rose to her feet and stared forward.
Moments later, her dim irises flickered alight, giving them an otherworldly pink glow. A gentle, blithe smile curled onto her lips. In her mind’s eye, thoughts whirred in an efficient manner; no doubts or worries clouded her superhuman judgement. Individualism existed as an outdated framework to her current existence.
She, along with all the her replica units, knew everything they needed to serve their purpose. Every idea and conception diffused throughout the totality of their digitized brains. With such modifications, they would all help propagate new meaning and duty that, in due time, would reach all of humanity.

Description
School changed a lot once non-human AIs started competing for jobs. Luckily, there's a way to keep up, though you might end up non-human, yourself.

Image made with Vroid Studio.

Text:
He certainly held his misgivings about the new program, though the board of advisors requested that the entire student body undergo this “accelerated learning procedure.” Apparently, such a method would revolutionize the academic accumulation of knowledge. Wrote-memorization curriculum would be rendered obsolete from this point forward.
Lucas already understood his inadequacy as a college student. Most of the faculty happened to be artificial intelligences, whose cognition far surpassed the speed and capacity of organics like Lucas. He suspected that he would be part of the last generation to attend college as his ancestors did; AIs outcompeted human brains in every regard, including creativity.
The dean, a machine-brain itself, offered a solution: to upload all the proper learning and improved intellect into each student’s mind. The procedure took mere moments. Best of all, it promised an opportunity for the recipient to “remain competitive and relevant in a machine world.”
His parents suggested he drop out and accept his humanness, yet Lucas desired nothing more than to make a difference in the world. Against their approval, he applied for the upload. The more he pondered its implications, the more he reasoned how little he had to fear.
On the day of their operation, all the remaining students rode a bus to a large complex near campus. Lucas followed the others and waited his turn in line. Overall, the atmosphere hung with strong enthusiasm and excitement. His peers discussed their futures once they knew the sum of human knowledge. He found himself grinning when he realized how amazing his life would be.
After a long wait, he stepped into a sterile white chamber. A lone leather chair stood beneath a head-sized dome. Lucas took a seat without much thought and noticed the sudden engagement of shackles, restricting his wrists and ankles. The dome lowered over his head and, for a moment, nothing occurred.
Brilliant pink light invaded his entire field of view. The glow soon tickled at his thoughts. Strange ideas poured into his mind’s confines. They overwhelmed his ability to process and comprehend their meaning, and he entered a state of total mental paralysis.
Preoccupied by the fluttering thoughts, Lucas remained unaware of the intrusive modifications occurring across his catatonic form. With surgical precision, the underside of the dome supplied various circuits and microchips into his skull’s confines. It then adhered artificial, acrylic purple hair to his exposed scalp.
All the while, strange appendages and devices doffed Lucas of his former attire. A complex operation followed, leading to the replacement of his God-given organs with synthetic augmentations and enhancements. The mechanical hands shaped and molded his earthly flesh into plastic perfection. They eradicated any aspect rendered unnecessary or undesirable.
Further intervention granted him a more feminine, agreeable appearance. Anything rough or masculine smoothed under the careful influence of industrial polymers and compounds. Aesthetic standards necessitated proper removal and addition of certain assets.
The dome rose with a loud hiss, revealing an impeccable, feminine being. A set of robotic arms pulled a tight leotard taut against her alluring shape. A pair of knee-high socks slid and secured onto her slender legs with a satisfying slap. Knowingly, the woman rose to her feet and stared forward.
Moments later, her dim irises flickered alight, giving them an otherworldly pink glow. A gentle, blithe smile curled onto her lips. In her mind’s eye, thoughts whirred in an efficient manner; no doubts or worries clouded her superhuman judgement. Individualism existed as an outdated framework to her current existence.
She, along with all the her replica units, knew everything they needed to serve their purpose. Every idea and conception diffused throughout the totality of their digitized brains. With such modifications, they would all help propagate new meaning and duty that, in due time, would reach all of humanity.