Khunex presented himself tall, hovering over a whimpering Rolthe who is stronger than the average civilian and soldier. Casting his twisted, cruel glare over Zoomchard; who sat with a comfortable face, showing no emotions and marking his fearless meta.

"I don't understand what you're saying," Zoomchard said calmly, tilting his eyes over to Zenhu in a glance, discovering Zenhu was sneaking behind Khunex like a thief.

"Of course, you don't — you were always too involved in yourself and not others." Khunex scoffed, rolling his eyes up to the eternal red sky dusted in black ink, gritting his rage as he flipped his eyes back on Zoomchard again.

"Because I don't."

"Do you not?"

"No, I don't. Good job in remembering." Zoomchard sarcastically congratulated Khunex, finding it strange that he didn't find any string of fear swelling his nerves. It was flat.

"Argh!" Khunex let out steam.

"What's wrong?" Zoomchard asked, amazed by the fact that he nearly felt amused watching a monster in front of him be riled up. Although this was just a distraction as he caught onto Zenhu's motive, giving him a reason to exploit this calmness while Zenhu drew closer.

"Is it awesome, mind fucking all these lame robots?! Is it?! Your way of manipulation is worse than mine." Khunex railed his anger in the air, trying to penetrate through Zoomchard's barrier of harmony.

"I've never met you before. Why are you talking to me like I am someone you're familiar with?" Zoomchard asked genuinely, seeing a hint of realisation scrape Khunex's face. It wasn't the "Oh! the wrong person. I apologise!" realisation. It was something grimmer.

"I see now…" Khunex muttered quietly so Zoomchard couldn't hear, but only saw the grin grow on Khunex like he understood the current predicament he found himself in.

Zenhu took the moment to shine, wielding a green glowing blade that extracted from his arms while his hands contracted, and accelerated it at Khunex, who was preoccupied with his evil thoughts. But, even Zenhu's surprise attack couldn't hit Khunex down the treads of superiority. Without even looking at the sudden attack, Khunex zapped his right hand out so quickly that a flare of lightning crackled around his arm as Khunex sawed the six-inch blade in half. And in a flash, Khunex snatched Zenhu by the throat and tugged Zenhu under his chest, landing a damaging jab that pieces of metal flew off Zenhu's face. Khunex then used all the force of his foot and kicked Zenhu in the chest and sent him tumbling across the ground into a pit of mess.

"I see how it is — but to answer my theory. I invite you to a battle." Khunex asked with a grin. Offering no time for Zoomchard to think as Khunex started approaching in a menacing climate.

Zoomchard, for an odd reason, dwelled still, frozen like a mannequin. Not a sweat of panic displayed itself on Zoomchard. He looked, quite simply, dead. Derton began getting on his knees, beating through his limit as he thought the worst and began stumbling over to Khunex at a slow pace to stop him in his tracks.

"Run…Zoomchard…" Derton stretched his jumpy voice out. All he got in return is the eyes of a different individual; Zoomchard stared at Derton like he was a stranger, and barely a blink was seen preventing that unfriendly gaze from jolting Derton into a halt of silence and life.

"Yes, Run. Run, Zoomchard, Run. Run for your life, run away, run far from yourself. Run desperately for the path that isn't reality. Outrun the beasts inside you, outrun your mirage, your mirror. Keep running, then, allow me to kill you." Khunex mumbled crazily as he lobbed a punch at Zoomchard.

"RUN! ZOOMCHARD, RUN!"

///Your time has run out.\

///Your levels have decreased.\

///Zoomchard Original V2 does not exist in the files.\

///Scanning a version closest to Zoomchard Original V2.\

///Zoomchard Secondary V1, Zoomchard Secondary V2, Zoomchard Secondary V3, Zoomchard Original V1.\

///Scanning…\

///Zoomchard Original V1 found.\

///Shutting down…\

///Rebooting…\

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His punch, in full force, in full fire, warmed my face. The bitter atmosphere, the stranger's eyes peeking through my lens, the rings of bodies lay dead. The bystanders. It all soaked me with nothing but dullness like I'd seen it for the millionth time. Dozens of visions laying down decapitated bodies.

I noticed this place.

An unfamiliar place filled with nostalgia.

His face, an inch away from me, Khunex, filled me with nostalgia.

It's like I've fought him for an eternity. Because his fist, right now, is being deflected. I've deflected it so casually. Was Khunex always been that weak? How come his reputation is fierce? How come I'm in charge?

My hands, my legs, my body. I felt second seated, I felt like a split mind, permitting my other half to assist me in a battle. Almost like auto mode has been turned on. It didn't matter to me, nothing mattered to me anymore. I've never felt so peaceful in my entire life.

So peaceful…

The calm waves crashing against my skin…the stillness of the air caressing my face. The soothing flexibility of my legs as they danced around Khunex's punches, snaked past every attack he attempted on me.

Something odd lured around me though; I changed. It would have petrified me, but that feeling appears to not exist.

"Stop dodging my punches!" Khunex objected, hurling a wide hook. I saw it. The opening. I embraced for contact and hitched my fist right into Khunex's rib cage, pushing him back to stumble around uncontrollably. As he swivelled into an unbalanced posture, I took charge this time and docked an uppercut under his chin as I jumped off the ground, jostling his face upwards where limy orange liquid spat out from his mouth and nose as Khunex floundered.

"WHY?!" Khunex hollered, slamming his head forwards to scowl at me, clipping into balance and pouring punches even though most of them were aimless. They were effective, I found myself clashing with trouble as I backed away, slipping into a dead corner, reconsidering many things to see what spot would implicate Khunex's outbreak. For someone to be aggressive with signing a treaty with anger, I'd expect to see openings but Khunex had it like this was only a portion of his anger walled by his emotionless self.

Nothing was coming to me, so I thought about something else. I'm small in size and weaker than most of these things that are watching me. They outsize me in many ways, and outpower me, but, I'm going to take his punch full on. I have to. It's one of the ways to get him off guard.

I loosened my guard and watched the punch painfully drive into my face…

It didn't hurt, it felt like cotton brushing my skin.

But now I'm flying through the mist and about to crash land.

"You think that's all of it?"

Huh?

I didn't see him at all. I don't know how but he's by my left side now with a horrible grin stretching his face into a freak. I saw Khunex bend slightly backwards. All of a sudden, I encountered a stinging rip on the side of my hip. I was grasped with much more unbearable pain when something sharp and sticky swivelled around the inside of my abdomen as I vividly felt it retreat from my hip then liquid sprayed seconds afterwards.

Once I collapsed on the ground, naturally clenching the wound, I pulled one hand in front of my face and found green liquid travelling down my fingers.

"I'm from Dominion of Conaire?" I asked myself, touching myself all around, not bothered by the fact I was bleeding out. I was more determined to know who I was. Then I noticed my right arm was green and my other was purple.

Wait…

Green and purple…small in size…flexible in movements, light in weight…

I'm the original?...

///A mistake in the program.\

///Wrong processor.\

///Searching…\

///Found the correct processor.\

///Redownloading Zoomchard Original V2.\

///Download complete…\

///Rebooting Zoomchard Original V2 is now commencing.\

///Rebooting…\

Derton was horrified, before his eyes, and was going to see another soldier under his name die again. He couldn't bear to have that happen again. Without thinking, Derton picked up the closest weapon he was near, seeing it was a pistol blaster and aimed it right at Khunex's face.

Smoke fumed out the pistol as a bang stunned the world as the bullet travelled at Khunex in a blur. Khunex eyed the bullet as it ripped through his jaw, clashing him backwards as he jumped off a paralysed Zoomchard rinsed in his liquid as his life crumbled into ashes.

Groaning in pain and being spattered in bullets, Khunex blindly fired a bullet round that sawed through a cloud and grew out wings that looked like war jets wings and spanned 3X his size to retreat from the scene.

"Zoomchard!" Derton trembled loudly, focusing all his attention back on Zoomchard as he rushed over to him.

"I feel…scared…" Zoomchard blurted, peering at the blinking stars as the lights in his eyes faded into darkness.

"I feel my emotions…again."

"I don't want to die…!"