"Hey stop standing there and hurry up and pay for that" the shopkeepers sharp words woke up Zel from his stupor. "Uh yah sorry here you go" his soft but distinct voice played out for the first time in his ears cementing this was real. He payed 100 credits for the bottle of D ranked energy which might seem like a lot seeing as it drained most the money in his account but the benefits and sustenance this could bring would make paying to eat the greatest food in the world seem like you were giving people money to sleep with your wife. Not to mention the higher ranks but D and F rank energy fluid were almost a cure all they help strengthen the body fight off disease and could keep you relatively hunger free for a couple days provided you did not use as much energy as you gained. This Invention single handily brought humanity to a point never thought possible.
As Zel walked out the store he found himself not exactly knowing what to do for all his intelligence he was lost having no idea what to make of his new reality. He tried to look at the positives "I'm not dead and as long as I am alive I can always find a way forward". This was his outlook on life he adopted as kid and orphan he always tried to stay positive using his brain to out think and conquer any challenges he met. His motto "Find a way forward" actually became the slogan for his companies it was so ingrained in him. But seeing as he was tired and injured finding his way home became the first thing on his list.
Searching through the memories of the original body Zel realized he was pretty far from his house calling an automated taxi he waited until he arrived at his home. Pulling up to a long big dojo like building Zel dragged him self through the training hall into the back yard towards his Grandfather's house and then next towards his room due to fatigue and mental strain from all that happen he barely processed his surroundings only comforting himself on the bed and soon falling asleep...
"That was such a insane dream" as Zel woke up from his bed the sound of his voice shocking him along with a quick observation of his surrounding he realized last night was far from a dream and a mini panic attack ensued the only thing that managed to calm him down was his extreme intelligence he realized he needed more information. He look around the plain room typical of most males in their 20s there was little decoration just wood floors a dresser and a messy but plain desk sitting with an old model laptop computer strung about next to a holo- alarm clock and dirty black lamp all hanging under a window set to shade mode barely letting light into the room. He walked up to the desk and picked up the computer "this thing is pretty old" he thought to himself shifting the computer around before setting it down and getting on to the internet. Briskly typing out Quinton Kane billions of sites and information bombarded his screen but most notable an article that read out "Quinton Kane dies 1 week ago" as his death finally sunk into his head his brain seems to have stopped working and the only question on his mind is why? I was perfectly healthy the amount of genetic modification I did to my self should of had me live to easily 400 years not 100 was I murdered is someone covering it up all it says is I died from heart failure due to over work. "Bullshit I could work for weeks without a break someone on the board must have set me up fuck how can I let them get away with this" muttering profanities to himself he begins to worry about his androids and inventions hurting from the loss of the only family hes ever known he sees out of the corner of his eye the title "New Orbis Online" in the Article about his death and as he reads he finally remembers. " Ahahahah" laughing hysterically "Fuck I almost forgot I put that in there originally it was a joke because Alfred kept bugging me about making a will and finding a wife and settling down instead of hanging with machines all day" melancholy set in as he thought about his closest companion and first life like android he made, a deep sadness set into his eyes followed by determination to get his life and family back.
"OK the game comes out in two months man I have a lot to do" the sound of a booming voice came from down stairs "Zel get down here just cause school hasn't started back gives you no right to sleep all day" shock from realizing he's not alone caused him to flinch he came to the conclusion first he had to accept that in this new life he was no longer Quinton Kane.
Walking down the stairs the smell of old wood panels an furniture filled his nose walking into the living room he saws his new Grandfather, Taric Blackwood a 60 year old hulk of man at 190cm tall with bulging muscles he has a huge but sleek figure coupled with brown skin an a dark grey beard with piercing blue eyes wearing a black shirt under a pink and white apron saying Kiss the Chef standing in the kitchen. He looked great considering most normal people would only live to around 150, so old age tended to set in faster. Zel mentally shook his head at the fact that his new grandfather was not only younger than him but a total weirdo. "C'mon I'm bout to start making food the training hall opens soon" looking at Zel Taric says "What the fuck happen to you, what you get beat up for talking to someone else's girl last night". Zel flashes with embarrassment " Yah something like that" Zel shyly replies not totally comfortable with the whole situation " I told ya. You should learn how to fight from me then you wouldn't be such a wimp c'mon eat your breakfast an then we can go clean the gym and get ready" as the smell of bacon and eggs assaulted Zel's nose he silently sat down and tried to eat but the D rank energy fluid was still in his stomach making him slightly full as he tried to eat a plan began forming on how he would conquer his game New Orbis Online...