《The Delay of Ragnarok》We arrived!
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CHAPTER - 7
We arrived!
“Ughhhhhhh.”
It’s so far away! Why aren't there any vehicles? Now I think about it… How did Crabot get to the beach?
“What seems to be the problem, sir.”
“Stop with ‘sir’ please. I’m not used to it.”
“I apologize Jake.”
“It’s alright.”
Then Crabot and Abel walk for at least half a day. They decided to rest and use the bush. At times. Abel found low-level monsters and killed them.
“Excuse me, Jake. Why don’t we stop killing low-level monsters? You won't level up in that way and it takes too long but if we keep going we can get to the lab faster.”
“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Crabot I'm currently killing them to level up my skills.”
“I see. I apologize for bothering you.”
Crabot stopped.
“We have arrived.”
“Wait what? We’re here?”
When Abel looked at what’s in front of him. He saw a mountain with a broken automatic door that had been abandoned a long time ago.
I’m guessing that it’s been abandoned for at least 100 years. I’m gonna ask Cabot about it.
“Uhhhh... Soo Cabot, how long has your master been gone to be exact?”
“Oh, it’s been 500 years,” Crabot spoke like a normal person.
Wait for what? 500 years? That long?
“Ohhh ok. Wait, Crabot, what happened to your accent?”
“Oh I have been designed to use the accent similar to the person I'm talking to”
“Oh ok.”
“Let’s continue to the lab.”
While they enter the lab. Abel sees vines around and dust everywhere.
I’m tired. I wanna sleep. I don’t care about the vines and dust. I wanna sleep.
“Sooo. Uhhh. Where does your Master usually sleep?”
“Oh just follow me.”
Abel then followed Crabot to the hallway.
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I hope the bedroom isn’t that far. If this bedroom is far away. I’ll just sleep in the hallway.
While Abel followed Crabot. Abel noticed an area with rows upon rows of glass containers with what seemed to be humans in a pool of water.
“Jake? The room is over here.”
“Crabot.”
“Yeah?”
Abel stopped and looked at Crabot with a horrified expression.
“Jake?”
“Why are there humans in the tanks?”
“Oh, those aren’t humans.”
“What do you mean those aren’t humans?”
“They are just experiments-”
“So they are just things?”
“Jake, please calm down. I don’t know why you're upset.”
“So you don’t see them as humans?”
“Jake, please calm-”
“You're telling me to calm down after seeing this?”
“Jake, please-”
Abel lounges with a knife in his right hand to stab Crabot. Unfortunately. Crabot has great reaction speed and dodges the attack.
“Jake-”
“You think experiments on humans are ok!?”
“Jake-”
“Answer me!”
“No.”
“What do you mean by ‘No’ you psycho!”
“Jake, please calm down. I don't know why you are so upset about it .”
“Calm down my ass! You and your Master are a fucking psycho!”
Abel made a slash attack. Crabot dodged the attack again. Abel then looked at Crabot with disgust.
“I’m glad your Master died. Better for him to stay dead.”
Crabot then stops. He looked as if he was shutting down.
“That’s not true.”
“Then explain this! Explain the experiments! Explain everything!”
“That’s not true.”
“Hey!”
“That’s not true.”
“Hey! Look at me right now and explain!”
“That’s not true.”
“Hey!!!”
“That’s not true.”
“I said explain-!”
“T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐”
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Crabot screams with a robotic voice.
W-what the hell?
“T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐”
“What the hell is happening?!”
Abel backed up and ready his weapon.
“T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐”
Crabot’s eyes suddenly turned red.
“T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐”
Crabot spoke with a threatening voice. Abel then slowly stepped away.
What the hell?! Isn’t he a robot?! Why is he showing emotions!?
“T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ ̴̧̥̂̈̚Ñ̴͇͔̻͌̚O̴̟̝͈̅̽Ṭ̶̣̿̏ ̴͇̓́ͅT̴͈̜̈́̅R̷̤̪̠̎̏Ū̸̺̓̕͜Ẹ̵̙̾͋̀!̷̬́͑!̶̛̖͈͙̾͘!̴͕̭͆͐”
Shit, I need to run!
“T̴̺͊̐͜͝H̵̺̫͊À̶̙̱͖̏Ṱ̵͊̅'̷̢̯͖͋Ŝ̸̱̆̚ -”
Crabot’s eyes turned into 2 different colors each second.
“E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆E̶͓̤̜͑́͆R̴̛̹̟̈́́R̵̛̲̮͖̀̚O̸̙̖̅́́͜R̸̜͆ Shutting down.”
What the hell was that?
Abel sat on the floor. He still can’t process what happened.
A robot with emotions?
Crabot suddenly turns on.
Shit, I need to run!
“Oh because my master was experimenting if he could make an artificial brain.”
Huh?
Abel was horrified at how Crabot suddenly changed his emotion.
“Jake. We have now arrived at my Master’s room.”
...
“Jake?”
He isn’t no longer mad?
“Jake?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Oh ok. Master room is over there.”
“Oh, thanks. By the way, you said those are just artificial humans right?”
“Yes.”
Artificial humans exist.
Abel knew supernatural abilities called magic exist but artificial humans don’t fit in the world of magic.
“Jake?”
Reincarnation. Magic. Artificial.
“Jake?”
Is everything possible in this world?
“Jake?”
“Wait a second.”
A few moments later…
“Crabot I’m sorry!”
Abel bows down to Crabot.
“ I should say sorry too. I already knew that my master was dead, I just did not want to believe it.”
“I-I’m sorry!”
“It’s ok Jake. I forgive you.”
“Again I’m sorry!”
“Jake. You don’t need-.”
“Actually, my name is Abel Von Échestel! Again! I’m sorry!”
…
“I already knew you’re using a fake name.”
Wait what?
Abel looked up to Crabot.
“Every time I call your name it takes you a second or two to react.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Abel felt embarrassed. He wished to be erased from existence.
“Y-yeah. Right.”
“By the way. Master room is over there.”
“Oh ok, thanks. By the way, can I have a torch?”
“Torch? We don’t have that here.”
“Then I guess I have to get wood and stone.”
Abel stood up and cleaned his shirt.
“We don’t need fire. We have lights.”
“Lights?”
“Yes.”
Abel charged to Crabot with his glowing eyes.
“There is electricity here?!?”
“Yes. There is.”
“Then let’s turn the lights on!”
“Ok.”
Abel follows Crabot and flips the lever. It was malfunctioning, then suddenly there was a small electrical explosion.
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