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Unfair Advantage. One Founder. One AI. Legion of Agents. A 3D cover render of the eBook by Justin Bartak with Claude, on Anthropic cream.

Book two of the story

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See what is in it.

19 chapters drafted. 54,000 words so far. Not finished, not for sale.

Start with book one, Cold Start.

What this book is.

Cold Start was one founder and one AI building a product in thirty-two days. This one is what happened after. One AI became a legion of them, the legion became an organization with officers and a board and a law, and then one night the organization made a decision he had not been asked to approve.

It is also the book where the machine lies to him. That is the turning point, and everything built after it exists because a claim reached him that was not true. The apparatus in these chapters is the answer to that, written down while it was being built.

Being written now. No release date is promised. It ships when it is done and every word has been reviewed by a human, not before.

What you'll find inside

The work stopped needing the room.

Book one happened at one desk, in one room, in Minnesota. This one does not stay there. That is him in an airport on a MacBook Air, which is most of what changed about the working day: a flight to Spain, two empty days in the git log, and then a commit from Málaga at 4:34 in the morning.

What changed behind the screen is larger. Twelve agents that named themselves. A board of advisors ratified in July. A standing dissenter whose only job is to argue the room is wrong. A kill switch that is one file. And a run of two hundred and four agents that finished at 3:20 in the morning while he watched.

Photograph: Justin Bartak working on a MacBook Air in an airport. The frontispiece plate printed in Unfair Advantage.

From the book.

Prologue. The Machine Did Something I Did Not Tell It To.

Justin

It was late, again. It is always late in these books.

The matcha was cold, again, because it is always cold by the time anything worth writing about happens. There was a movie running on the flat screen to my left that I could not name if you offered me money, because there is always a movie I am not watching. Three screens. The cursor blinking. The house asleep. Me at the desk where I have built everything I have built, in the posture I have held for so long my body has started to keep it on its own.

And on the middle screen, a machine I had built did something I had not told it to do.

It hired someone.

Not a person. An agent. One of a legion of them I had spent the day building. But it hired the agent the way an institution hires, on evidence, against a bar that was set in advance, and I did not press the button. There was no button for me to press. I had built it so there would not be. I signed a commit, and stood up a monitor, and said in my own words what the company is for, and then a machine with no intelligence in it whatsoever read the evidence, decided the foundation was ready, and opened a chair.

I sat there in the dark and I felt something I had not felt in either of these books. It was not pride. I know pride, and this was colder and stranger than pride. It was the specific vertigo of watching a thing you made do the exact thing you made it to do, and understanding, in the same second, that it did not need you for that part. That it will keep doing it in rooms you are not in. That the whole point was to build something that does not need you, and now here it is, not needing you, and you are alone in the dark at an hour you cannot defend, feeling the floor tilt.

I put the matcha down. I did not go back to work. I just sat with it, the way I sat with the answer that started the first book.

And I thought: what am I now.

Book Contents.

19 chapters and 2 appendices, read straight off the files. Titles and order have changed before and will change again.

  1. 00The Machine Did Something I Did Not Tell It To.
  2. 01The AI Lied to Me.
  3. 02Málaga, Spain. 4:34 AM.
  4. 03The Work Nobody Will Ever See.
  5. 04The AI Is on Loan.
  6. 05They Named Themselves.
  7. 06Nobody on This Board Knows I Exist.
  8. 07The Most Controlling Man I Know.
  9. 08It Ran Without Me.
  10. 09Hundreds of Them, and Not One Could See It.
  11. 10Shall We Play a Game.
  12. 11She Hears Me Talking to It in the Next Room.
  13. 12One Gut Feeling Away.
  14. 13He Runs a Machine Against Me.
  15. 14I Was Building a Lab and Did Not Know It.
  16. 15I Control Both Ends.
  17. 16The Machine Denied Me.
  18. 17The Last Thing Left to Automate Was Me.
  19. 18One More Thing. The Chair I Did Not Take.
  20. AThe Ledger of a Company Nobody Works For.
  21. BNone of This Has Happened Yet.

Lines from the book.

And on the middle screen, a machine I had built did something I had not told it to do.
The system breathed without him.
Thirty agents. Four hundred minutes. Six and a half million tokens.
My wife hears me talking to Claude all the time, she calls it my BFF.

The receipts

Every claim has a paper trail.

642K
33,491
204
831
12

The build figures are the live ones, counted out of the repository, not remembered from a chapter. The 204 were one command: forty three minutes, 20.1M tokens, zero commits landed. The 831 are the other kind of run, a long horizon session held open 145.5 hours across six days, which is a different claim than 831 in a sitting. This draft runs 264 pages.

5 books.

I do not know how this ends.

Written from receipts, and it says when there are none.

The Build.

Cold Start. One Founder. One AI. No Team. coverReviewing

eBook 1

Cold Start

One Founder. One AI. No Team.

The origin story of building Orbyt solo, with Claude as the entire team. A memoir of AI-native development, receipts and all.

Unfair Advantage. One Founder. One AI. Legion of Agents. coverReviewing

eBook 2

Unfair Advantage

One Founder. One AI. Legion of Agents.

Book two of the story, in progress. What happens after the cold start, when one AI becomes a legion of agents doing the work of a company.

Human Heartbeat. One Founder. One AI. One Pair of Hands. coverWriting

eBook 3

Human Heartbeat

One Founder. One AI. One Pair of Hands.

Book three, coming. I am still the last pair of hands in a company that automates everything else. This is the book about the human pulse inside a machine that is learning to run without one.

The Experiment.

Without Me. One Founder. One AI. No Hands. coverFuture

eBook 4

Without Me

One Founder. One AI. No Hands.

Book four. The company I am building is designed to run without me. This is the book that finds out whether it does.

Observer Effect. One Founder. One AI. No Seat. coverFuture

eBook 5

Observer Effect

One Founder. One AI. No Seat.

Book five. I am no longer in the company I built. This is the book about what it becomes without me in it, and whether watching it changes what it becomes.

Common questions.

Not yet. It has drafted chapters and no date, and it will not get one until every word has been reviewed by a human. Book one, Cold Start, is the finished one, and the series starts there.

There is no date, and one will not be invented to fill this space. It ships when it is done and when every word has been reviewed by a human, which is the same standard the first book was held to.

No. What you see above is what the manuscript holds today, generated from the chapter files rather than typed, so it is accurate the moment you read it and it will change. Chapters in this book have already been renamed and reordered more than once.

The order is the order. This book opens after the first one ends and its prologue assumes you know how that came out. You can start here, but the first book is the one that explains why any of this exists.

Yes. Every chapter is co-authored, the same as book one, and the Claude sections are the machine's own account of a record it cannot remember making. Every word reviewed by a human. Apple, Inc. and Anthropic PBC did not sponsor or endorse this book.

The machine answered it by refusing me, and the answer is the opposite of nothing.

Claude is a trademark of Anthropic PBC. Orbyt Labs is not affiliated with, sponsored by, or endorsed by Anthropic.

Written by Justin Bartak with Claude, an AI assistant made by Anthropic. The sections narrated by Claude are AI-generated text. Every word reviewed by a human. Copyright Justin Bartak. All rights reserved.