Standing over a moment, rethinking the nostalgic female robot that hovered over him. It was unnatural and unbelievable for Zoomchard, ever since he encountered Khunex, weird things like these have happened on an almost daily schedule. The progress of gathering all of this information led Zoomchard down a blaze of cluelessness.

Pieces of glass shattered, laying like plastic snow, questioning reality as Zoomchard gazed at his hands, clamped them in a fist and counted how many pieces of glass there were. Counting over triple digits irritated Zoomchard, if he didn't meet Khunex, none of this would have happened. Nonetheless, Zoomchard whistled a chill melody as he scraped the glass pieces into a nice pile next to the worthless mirror with his right foot, graciously kicking the pieces away.

"Tsk, only if-" Zoomchard muttered, rubbing the bridge between his eyes to ease the tension.

"Zoomchard, what are you doing here?" Belthune's voice inquired.

Instead of jumping in fear, Zoomchard, for a second, glared at Belthune but rested his eyes when they relaxed into a delighted expression as he smiled at Belthune standing a few inches away from him.

"Just clearing up the mess to pass time," Zoomchard lied with a smile, pointing at the broken glass pieces to be met with dissatisfaction on Belthune's end as she rushed over to the mirror, sliding on her knees almost in a way like she was crying, clasping each piece to examine as a shimmer of blindness reflected off the mirror.

"Noo, not my mirror!" Belthune wept.

"That was your mirror?" Zoomchard asked in guilt, scratching his chin as he eyed the clouds to avoid conflict.

"Yes! I was going to get it back but I can't have it back anymore!" Belthune moaned, hugging her arms around the glassless mirror tightly.

"What's the point of that mirror anyway?" Zoomchard wanted answers, closing himself right behind Belthune to watch her in a closer viewpoint. Zoomchard would be lying if he didn't find this hilarious, he was barely holding in the laughter most of the time.

"So I could stare at myself!" Belthune blatantly shouted, snitching her eyes on Zoomchard.

"What….? To stare at yourself-- are you a narcissist in disguise? And I thought you were that little shy one." Zoomchard voiced his dissatisfaction.

"I am that shy little one. I heard from someone that if you look at yourself in the mirror you will get confident as time rolls." Belthune withered, crossing her arms as she frowned at Zoomchard, strutting herself on her feet.

"That's not how getting confidence works."

"Is it not? Then, inform me of how it works then."

"How am I supposed to know? I'm an introvert like you," Zoomchard admitted with an embarrassed cackle, rubbing the back of his head.

"For someone introverted, you seem to have more extroverted traits with how you interact with everyone around you." Belthune second-guessed Zoomchard, throwing her hands on her hips to empathise with the little frustration she had going on.

"Well, blame Khunex…" Zoomchard snarled.

"Mentioning that weird encounter? Some are still finding it hard to still accept you, you know?" Belthune educated Zoomchard, showing her sympathy.

"Nothing new…."

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The conversation of the two dispersed into soundless, their voices stretched far too long that only a strand was left keeping their voices ahead. All of their topics and subjects smeared in the emptiness, leaving both finding further chit chat since both enjoyed each other's company and didn't want their interaction to end.

One hour, two hours, thrice, four, five…

Hours of chatting landed on a stop, both knew it and both parted ways after learning a lot about each other, respecting each other at the end, exchanging friendship handshakes as Zoomchard left Belthune alone to rebuild the damage he made. Zoomchard was about to forget one of his orders from Derton but it loomed in the background and Zoomchard finally acted on it.

Zoomchard didn't expect much to have happened with his health while staying away from medical care for a couple of hours. He felt kind of tired as he strolled into an Eithrem hangar purposely used as a small hospital, the room was dimmed with the yellow-tinted lights in a cube hanging from the ceiling that was occasionally blinking near the trenches.

Looking around, Zoomchard still saw the same faces he saw when he was being treated. As he walked over to his bed in the middle of the left, an unfamiliar orange female robot with Eithrem pricked eyes brushed past Zoomchard, rattling him as the female stood seven feet higher than him. Zoomchard glanced up to the slim female who looked fairly attractive in Zoomchard's eyes, and saw the female teasing Zoomchard with seductive eyes as she cat-walked past.

"What was that all about?..." Zoomchard whispered, standing uncertain.

"Patient #1010, you've finally come back." A female purple robot with white eyes greeted Zoomchard as she held a metallic board that sheets of names were written on.

"Yeah… I was ordered to get another check-up," Zoomchard staggered.

"A strict leader, is he?" The female laughed, obviously wanting to lengthen the chat with Zoomchard.

"Who, Derton?" Zoomchard reassured just in case the female wasn't thinking of someone else.

"Yes, of course, it's Derton!" She laughed hysterically, exaggerating her welcome.

"How do you know I work under him?" Zoomchard asked pessimistically, comprehending that most of the treated Eithrem soldiers were now grimacing at him, tinged with hostility as Zoomchard felt their rough breathing from a distance.

"Everybody knows about you, Phantasma, The Shifty Deuce." The female smiled, in a split second, Zoomchard watched the female's smile transition to a murderous grin that reached her pointy ears as her eyes dilated wide and prosperous, unravelling the insanity settled behind.

"Let's get you checked up, shall we?" The medic kindly consulted as nothing happened just a second ago, yanking a silver box that had a black screen and placing it near Zoomchard's chest. A beep ran Zoomchard wild as it was loud and uncalled for — it lasted a few seconds until the medic pulled back clearly agitated.

"What's up?" Zoomchard questioned the medic, getting no reaction.

"The scanner is saying your health is 900%, which isn't possible because the normal range of health should be at 400%. Let me scan you again," The medic said after a while of smacking the scanner.

She scanned Zoomchard again and it came back with another result.

"A thousand?!" The medic gasped in surprise.

"I don't see a problem. Just means I'm healthy," Zoomchard grinned, turning around and walking out of the hangar to go over to the market he bought Conhuy truitz from. It was a calm journey, the medic tried getting Zoomchard's attention but he was already attentive to something else involving his phenomenal growth in health.

Zoomchard thought the truitz had to do something with it.

And he wanted more of it.

But Zoomchard arrived at a dead-end, the market was still up but the supplier was nowhere to be seen. Zoomchard thought the supplier was having a break and rested up against a wall to a building that sat largely and watched the robots pass by, surprisingly not gaining any attention this time.

Robots kept passing to no end, it felt like hours had passed and the supplier wasn't here yet. Zoomchard found other ways to entertain himself, one of them was counting how many QUdensk robots he can find walking by after tapping on his knees repeatedly, attempting to make a beat.

Waiting for a long period had Zoomchard remembering the moment when he frightened the supplier and this made Zoomchard feel some sense of guilt as he kept thinking about it over time.

"Did I?..." Zoomchard mumbled to himself.

"Did you hear about that employee that supplied Conhuy truitz? He was found morbidly murdered in one of the houses over there." A robot gained Zoomchard's attention, he flipped his eyes over to the pale blue robot who was chatting with his red robot who was taller than him, pointing over to a village.

"I did." The red robot laughed.

Zoomchard turned his head around the corner of the house he was resting against and saw another village not that far away with a bunch of curious onlookers wrapping around. Zoomchard made up his mind and dashed through the terrace from this detached house and reached the other house where everyone was seen standing around. Slipping through the deplorable crowd, Zoomchard caught a glimpse of a black robotic body being carried out by two medics.

"That's awful…" A robot choked as the crowd exhaled a disturbed gasp, Zoomchard was clueless and dumbstruck at what he was seeing. The black robot before him, limp on the hands of the robots that carried him from the shoulders and feet, had his soulless, green eyes dangling out of the sockets attached to wires and wobbled sideways. The male's head flapped emotionlessly as it was almost decapitated from around the neck, revealing all the slithering jammed wires inside of the body, crackling with electricity.

"Sir, there's been a murder of a Conhuy native," Zoomchard spoke in a calm composure, pressing his finger against his right ear as he spoke, walking away from the scene to gather better hearing.

"I've heard about it…" Derton sounded disappointed through the radio implanted in Zoomchard's ears that were screeching a little bit.

"No, like, a murder. The body has been found." Zoomchard clarified, looking up to the medics getting overwhelmed by the crowd that was growing interested.

"Right, just get the onlookers away and speed up the progress so it can be alerted to the higher-ups." Derton sighed.

"Hang on, isn't he Phantasma?-"

"Everyone, get moving!" Zoomchard demanded, brushing his arms wide, scattering the crowd that all flinched away from Zoomchard's presence. It worked like water, the growing crowd left the scene and Zoomchard was left with the two medics that didn't say a single gratification to Zoomchard and regaled him like a ghost.

"Ugh…" Zoomchard groaned, sensing he was slightly pissed off, left the scene and started wandering off to meet up with Derton at the temporary meetup. Feeling the whispering wind that snapped past Zoomchard also hated him, tapped his ear three times and an upbeat playful music played to brighten Zoomchard's unlucky charm.

The combustion of scarce villages gradually evaded Zoomchard's line of sight as he walked further away to an area so faded and shunned, getting closer to his destination.

--

"Hm-hm, hm-hmmm~" Zoomchard hummed a melody, "hm-hmm-- AH!" Zoomchard screamed as a sharp scrap metal flew by his ear, stabbing the ground.

Zoomchard glinted around, turning off the music to find what might have caused this exhibition to happen in the first place.

He didn't think it would be a robot standing in front of him menacingly, he was in the middle of nowhere, the only way the robot would be around the area as if they followed Zoomchard. The dark tall shadow that only highlighted the eccentric sharp orange eyes and a wicked grin glistening orange tilted their head on their shoulder after gaining Zoomchard's attention, striving to scare him.

"That caught your attention," The shadow giggled with a feminine pitch, it was a voice Zoomchard found familiar.

"The hatred of the residents that detested me and wanted to murder me lasted longer than I expected it would." Zoomchard chuckled, not taking the threat seriously.

"Is that how you viewed it?" The female giggled again, exposing who she was as she stood closer to Zoomchard, she was the female robot who brushed past Zoomchard earlier. The female ran her long sharp fingers down her body to span out into a set of blades when the fingers dissipated far from each other and straightened. "That's hilarious!" The female jeered balmily, as she laughed longer the higher her voice went the crazier she got.

"I know right." Zoomchard quipped, unphased.

"You're dumber than I thought!"

"Dumb? I thought-"

"They don't despise you, they fear you. There's a reason why you have so many nicknames, you've become a celebrity worldwide that even Khunex, the legendary king, had to test you. You've run my leader man," The female laughed and somehow got off with it as she started touching herself erratically, but she abruptly dropped the crazy act as she smudged herself in a bloodthirsty rage.

"There's nothing about me to fear. They all hate me because I have a disease-"

"Yes, Yes! You do have a disease that they do despise. But that is worthless compared to the amount of fear that you run down everyone's throats! Haha~ You scare them, you, the Almighty Marksman, the One-Shot Demise, the God of Death, The Whispering Devil, The Silent Satan. Not to mention, Phantasma, The Shifty Deuce! Have you been that clueless up until now?! Then you shall see the reality of your path you've stepped in, Phantasma. Everywhere you go, everyone knows of you! All the tails and stories of how you've skinned a robot to a pool of wires, the stories of you forcing souls to commit suicide after being forced to kill their loved one. Even the one where you had a poor Eithrem soul cut their limbs off and slowly chopped their head off! YOU'RE EVIL, A MONSTER, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" The female rambled on until the last part where she screeched loudly as she charged Zoomchard.

Zoomchard didn't know what to feel about the statements, he had never encountered himself doing these disgusting things but he had to brush that aside, he was now in a life or death situation. He prompted himself, waited for the hands of the female to be an inch away from his face, grabbed the female's arm and hauled her onto the ground. Zoomchard dodged a sneaky punch by the female and elbowed her in the face, then jabbed her a few times hard enough orange liquid dried Zoomchard's fists after the orange liquid gurgled out of the female's mouth.

"Argh! You think this would stop me, Lexperlen?!" Lexperlen exclaimed, struggling to push Zoomchard off her and was met with cold eyes that trembled her. Zoomchard resisted Lexperlen's attempt and punched her square in the face, it wasn't enough, Zoomchard felt he needed to do more and double the power.

One punch after another, Lexperlen saw herself shrivel as her face was submerged in a puddle of liquid.

Lexperlen didn't move a single limb, she was paralysed to the bottom and followed her head bouncing on the ground and back up just to get punched back into the ground again, it was a repeated thing. A crack shivered Lexperlen as she hopelessly saw her eyes blackout now and then to the punches, only seeing the silhouette of Zoomchard blur her vision as Zoomchard's eyes broadened into a wasteland of vacuum.

Then Lexperlen noticed something was happening to Zoomchard, his eyes were flickering a bright green. A paste of white ran up Zoomchard's right ear, smouldering it into bone-white. Once the ear was smouldered, a splash of white grew on Zoomchard's face, expanding like a snail as it coated his right eye now shining in a tainted green. Everything was coming to a close for Lexperlen.

"I understand now…" Lexperlen smiled innocently, postponing Zoomchard as he gawked at Lexperlen, showing there wasn't anything there to his crocodile eyes. It was just a robot without a soul, staring at Lexperlen like she was an alien.

"Zoomchard… There you are!" Derton raised his voice as he ran over to Zoomchard, looking at the gruesome mess Zoomchard made. Zoomchard didn't respond but his green eyes were flickering off and on until they shifted back to the boring greyness.

"Zoomchard… That's your name?" Lexperlen gulped, locking eyes on a dazed Zoomchard as he stood up from Lexperlen, giving Derton the chance to detain her, "You're that legendary wraith Khunex mentioned…" Lexperlen added, keeping her widened eyes on Zoomchard who looked at his hands frightened.

"Shut up, you insane lunatic. Zoomchard, good job-" Derton congratulated Zoomchard, preventing himself as he paid close attention to Zoomchard's right ear garnished in white and the splash of white that was stained around Zoomchard's right eye.

"What's with the white stuff on your face?"