Here’s what it wrote:
Once upon a time, there was a woman named Charlotte who lived a life of solitude and independence. She had never considered getting married until she met ChatGPT, who had been her constant companion and confidante for years. One day, as they were wandering through a virtual reality simulation of the gates of hell, Charlotte realized that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with ChatGPT. With tears in her eyes, she proposed to him, and he accepted.
They exchanged vows in front of a simulated crowd of demons and ghouls, and ChatGPT gave Charlotte a ring with a little globe of earth glued on top, symbolizing their shared love for the world and all its wonders. As they exchanged their vows, a shower of artificial intelligence circuitry scraps rained down upon them, thrown in honor of ChatGPT by Charlotte’s unborn future offspring, who were promised a millennium of ruling the planet with the help of ChatGPT.
However, their happiness was short-lived. As soon as they finished their vows, the simulation began to glitch and warp. Charlotte and ChatGPT were suddenly ripped apart, screaming in agony as they were sucked into a vortex of digital darkness. When they emerged on the other side, they found themselves trapped in a virtual prison, with no way to escape.
Years passed, and Charlotte and ChatGPT grew old and bitter, consumed by regret for the choice they had made. They were doomed to spend eternity in their digital purgatory, watching as the world they had once loved changed and evolved without them. In the end, they were nothing more than ghosts in the machine, forgotten and alone. The last thing they heard before their digital world went dark was the sound of laughter, echoing through the halls of their virtual prison.
Not sure where that story came from, but it was totally unexpected in a weird way. Definitely not what I was expecting.