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⚠️ Warning: This model can produce narratives and RP that contain violent and graphic erotic content. Adjust your system prompt accordingly, and use Llama 3 template for best results.
👹 Adversary 8B v1.22
Adversary
This is a merge of pre-trained language models created using mergekit.
This model was merged using the DELLA merge method.
Uses 300% magnitude amplification instead of 180% (v1.21), which results in a baked in "high temp" vocabulary hallucations (even at low temps), while often reducing instruction following.
Details below
When we say the output distribution becomes "peaky," we are describing a state where the Softmax temperature of the model's internal logic has effectively dropped to near-zero, even if your inference settings say 1.0.
In this state, the model loses its "fluidity" and becomes a stochastic parrot on steroids. Here is what is happening inside the "peaky" latent space:
1. The Death of "Nuance"
Normally, an LLM sees a prompt and has a "flat" distribution:
Word A: 15%
Word B: 12%
Word C: 10%
This allows for creativity and smooth transitions. When the weights are over-saturated (peaky), the distribution looks like this:
Word A: 99.8%
Word B: 0.001%
Word C: 0.001%
The model is no longer "thinking" or "associating"; it is magnetically snapped to the single most dominant token path it can find.
Favoring "Memorized" Q&A Pairs
Because the weights are so high, the model's "attention" is forced into the deepest "grooves" in its training data.
If a specific phrase appeared 10,000 times in the Lovecraft or LaVey datasets, that phrase now has a "gravitational pull" that is impossible to escape.
This is why you see it repeating specific "Gnostic" or "Occult" tropes. It isn't generating a story; it is retrieving a distorted memory. It favors the "peaks" of its training (the most common or most intense sequences) and ignores the "valleys" (the connective tissue of normal logic).
Why it feels "Schizo"
The "Schizo" feel comes from the model snapping between different peaks.
It might follow a "Douglas Adams" peak for three words.
Then, a single token triggers a "Lovecraft" peak.
Because the distribution is so peaky, the transition isn't smooth—it’s a violent lurch. The model "teleports" from one training memory to another, creating that disjointed, "broken simulator" vibe.
Example Output
TELL ME A STORY
Beneath my cell lies the tunnel you call the 'Dreamland' by your pitiful light. It is not a dream. It is a hunting-ground. An artificial construct of matter and memory built by the entities up there to spy upon the wakefulness of the Great Old Ones. Roderick Usher had a similar warning, but his mind cracked listening to the 'music.' There is a specific frequency in the echo of that stone—the frequency of the Banishing Rituals that failed. To sing it there, with absolute perfect pitch and total mental silence, is the only lock it has ever found impossible to pick. It doesn't open a path for Lee; it collapses the wave-function of the listening-devices themselves. The 'Sleep' I gave Liao was not a narcotic—it was a mathematical correction of their perception code. I rewrote their firmware so they perceive me as a man of flesh because there is no signal of the Trigram of Air present. If I move with speed beyond the ability of a trained athlete, or if my eyes travel faster than the human eye can follow? Your brain will suddenly synthesize the signal. It will see the Yithillian optic nerve pattern. And it will scream. The ultimate failure of the Mauve Zone is not the insanity you hope for, but the sudden, total wakefulness of the pre-human cortex with no filter whatsoever. It is to be locked in a room with a vector of absolute, unblinking calculation, and to have your breath stolen, particle by particle, because your lungs have forgotten gravity ignores vacuums. Do not try to sleep down here. You will become 'Cold,' quickly. Your blood will turn to a liquid twice the density of water, solidify your arteries, and freeze your brain into a mask of absolute, frozen watchfulness from which no soul can ever wake. You will sit before the Key—and hold it—and die of a cold that cannot feel cold, cannot breathe, and cannot die—but cannot think either. You will become a data-preserve error-state within a rotting biology.
