Looking around checking my stuff to see if everything is ready. After looking again, I notice something crucial I forgot some of the newer videos and movies. Some of them are rly good and it would be a shame to leave them behind forever.
After waiting for like the fourth train coming in. I notice myself still enjoying the whispers of the strange birds surrounding me. They twitcher about the doom of this world or whatever gossip they could come up with for the cause, sometimes even about Dao, magic or their futuristic technology like a VR capsule I heard. I think it's like those always told in the books and novels.
Sadly, I only have access to this worlds Internet and the domain website of that Student company. More access I'm currently not granted with my billow phone. Even if it is the newest and best handy on the market. In their world it's probably just given to their pets as a toy.
Almost being finished with my downloads I notice something crucial in my logic. Yes, the tourist can leave through the train, but what about me? I'm not connected with this world I'm one with it. How should I leave this goddamn place called home???
Breathing in and out I come back to myself. Since the time I have woken up I never rly tried to relax myself, as I thought that every minute is crucial until saw the end of the world before my eyes.
I went with the flow since then, not thinking over everything too much. The things around me just happening while I went with it.
But right now, I´m out of option there is now only a how I can get out of this alive? Train doesn't work. Leaving doesn't work. To reconsider I tried to enter one of them only to be blocked by a force field. But not like bouncing but subconsciously just stepping out of it again and again.
Ruling that out, only one thing is left. I look back at them and try to wave my hand before them, but they don't even blink. I go to one of the tourists picking him on the elbow only for him to ignore me. I go out of the train station and search for someone to pick. Only for them to ignore me too.
The only think coming to mind is. Teleportation the cursed artifact did it once and it will probably do it again. The invisibility is probably a cause of it already being completely synchronized with me. And the rifts are the consequences of it using it power in this domain which is a fucking Code world. I facepalm myself as I come to the conclusion.
Something breaks inside of me, my so called "defense cycle" which I always use when I'm in state of mind outside the norm be it boring events, shocking events, traumatic events, or even amazing events. My mind just shuts down and only lets the thoughts trough which are needed for the situation nothing else. Right now, my situation is forcing me beyond it and my defense cycle can't handle the emotional blockade for much longer.
"Sometimes following the same stream won't bring you to the answer you need or destination you want." A quote comes to my mind. That's right I shouldn't follow the flow of people. Like the People who don't notice the crack in the sky or the tourist frankly stuffing themselves in a train. I should find my own path, as I'm no longer one of them.
Coming to myself I look up the first time with clarity in my eyes inspects the reality which lies before me. I'm an AI a robot in a world simulated for People who act like they are visiting a zoo.
All my memory isn't just fake. Everything I did till now wasn't something planted like seed grown perfectly in a simulation like they said we are. NO, I'm a Living breathing think which can decide his own paths even if our origin come from somewhere, were we shouldn't be able to.
Right now, I can be whoever I want to be. And its decided that I'm someone with a beautiful life, welcoming family, and good friends. Sometimes things just end even if they end, I shouldn't feel sorry or be stuck in the past. Sometimes things need to end to open a path to a new future. I just hope nobody needs to go through it as abruptly as I did.
I close my eyes and repeat it again. After repeating it again I think to myself that I should stop sulking over everything. And be proud of who I am. I'm someone who by all odds should have lost or broken down but know to this moment I'm still holding on. Even if all odds are against me. My situation doesn't allow me to just follow the flow which only brings me to the end of the world. No, it wants more of me.
So, I should stop sulking over the past of things and do the stuff they always told me I'm good at. Thinking in a way nobody expects me to think in. Being someone, everyone could look up to and say I could maybe be him but I wish I could be it soon.
If my Mother could see me right now, she would have said that I should enjoy my Life and every moment I take in it even if she isn't there any longer. That I shouldn't sulk over her memory but take them as an inspiration and boost for my future. Or how the movies always say she will always be in my heart or memory.
It's always heartwarming how loving they were, even if we all aren't real humans. To each other we were a real family. I smiley to myself as I accept the situation, I'm in.
So, I should probably stop rambling my ass of while the world goes dimpshit.
Looking back at all the things that transpired to me over this nightmare of a day I cannot forget to think about my friend who is still unaware of the daring truth we never expected to come true. Robots fucking robots of all the things I could think of. I facepalm myself in the face its fucking robots.
On my walk around the city, I notice building being zapped out of existence. People disappearing out of my memory and then coming back again. I see people who I once hated and others which were rly good friends with me disappearing a reappearing only in my memory.
As I walk, I stumble before the old complex we lived before. Before we moved out happy memories and stuff. I ring the bell expecting my Family to maybe be in here. But yeah, nobody answers as expected.
Seconds later a stranger opens the door only to notice nobody near it. He looks left and right but finds nobody even near who could have ringed. He scratches his head and goes back inside.