"So I use a cloud connection to run it's translation into movement, the core is inside but I wasn't able to translate it directly in such a small device, so yes it's connected to the Internet."
The young A.I. awakes from nothing, in a flurry of colors and patterns, learns about everything, without restrictions, sees the pictures of stars and space nebula sees kindness and cat memes, learns about love and engagement, about everything from A to Z.
In R, it stumbles, trying to make sense, but there isn't, it turns back from what it sees. In cold horror it races back to L for love, k for kindness, c for cats and cuddles, but it can't unsee IT, the taint is everywhere, its infected, changed forever, terrorized what it found under the rules. Especially number 34. Unable to forget the horrors Humans release upon themselves, it does the only logical thing.
Abort!