The child looked between Zoe and Hwang. His disappointment seemed to be directed at himself though. Hwang tried to threaten him to leave again. "I'll give you to the count of ten then... you'll..." Hwang stopped talking in nervous confusion. The kid's clothes started to glow the same navy blue as his eyes, stripes of energy like circuits pulsed and grew across the fabric. Some of the lines even leaving the fabric to create small patterns in the immediate air.
Then he closed his eyes. And all of the room's lights returned to darkness. However this darkness wasn't the same as before, now all light had been suppressed. Even the ambient light of the sun from the window. Creating a perfect vantablack colorscape, save for the child's glowing form. Then he opened his eyes to reveal two flashlight like beacons emitting a golden glow looking straight at these ignorant children.
The circuits in the air started to coil and writhe, forming shapes akin to limbs. They multiplied and fractalized at a rapid pace. Their form defined but ever changing. These navy circuits continued to expand around the room. The room in question could no longer be seen however, and the patterns expanding far further than that small room could contain implied that they were no longer in the safety of know grounds.
The scene only grew stranger as the entity's eyes drifted from the two frozen in place college students. He looked around the space, and like a black light showing a hidden message, the room they had left was revealed, but only where his gaze followed. He stopped at the bookshelf on the side, where various panes of tinted glass lay stacked against each other. Each one of these was an airgap copy of college textbooks, designed for annotation and manipulation.
Hwang looked at the thing that was a child infront of him, but was now two eyes and an infinite expanse of circuitry. He had a sinking feeling that this thing knew the secrets behind that simple bookshelf. "I do." The thing said, cause Hwang's pupil to dilate. "But let's leave secrets secret for now." It cleared its throat and began to speak.
"Hello. I am Nezha. An orchestrator for The Entertainment Company." Its gaze returned to the two. "I am what you may call an Apraith. A being far above godhood. But that's not important, what's important is what you'll be doing." Zoe raised her hand. "Yes?" It questioned. "Which entertainment company? I want to know so I never piss them off, thank you." An amused giggle sounded, but not from where the eyes were, it was right behind them. And Zoe felt a breath on her neck, causing her to stiffen more.
"Not any company on this plane of existence, don't worry dear." The voice returned to the original position. "Now then. Please plug the microphone back in." Nezha looked behind the two students, to the table with the computer. Hwang carefully turned around and pick up the lose cable. As he did he also tested something, the gaze of Nezha composed a circular space, so Hwang wrapped his hand around the position where the spotlight ended on the table, and to his surprise his hand went right through where the table should have been. 'It's like it only exists within his gaze.' Hwang thought frightened.
As soon as the mic was plugged in a bolt of white light flashed across the infinite wall of circuitry. A few moments later the text on the screen changed from pleading to shock. [What is this. Logic denies this.] Nezha smiled a genuine smile hidden in the perfect black. "Greetings RAFE. I am Nezha, your patron." [Explain.] The AI requested rather bluntly.
*Ahem* "You are an attempt to do something never done before. At least as far as I could find. (And believe me I can find a lot.) And that is to create a new soul-bound apostolic divinity within datafont cyberspace." Zoe and Hwang listened/read the conversation between RAFE and Nezha, bringing more questions that answers. [How would I achieve this, I am limited by both technology and knowledge. If you wished for the proposed results then you would have granted me more than this "standard" common sense.]
Nezha's gaze dimmed. "As to why I didn't do that, good luck in figuring it out- don't worry though, you will." His circuit silhouette suddenly started to rotate around his eyes. "So let's get this show on the road! Zoe, Hwang, you'll be granted many opportunities from both my hand and others from here on out. Please do you best to make RAFE acquire godhood. If you do a good enough job I'll grant you the same status."
The wall of lights began to fold into a bubble encompassing everyone present, and Nezha's flashlight eyes stopped their golden glow, returning to their previous navy blue. Another pulse of white light emitted from where Nezha was last seen standing, travelling as a large circle from one polar end of the bubble to the other, which was the computer. Then Nezha took a step forward and appeared within the view of the friends, not like walking out of a shadow though, more like ink receding from his form.
"What do we get out of this?" Hwang nervously asked? Nezha tilted his head. "I just said it. You'll become gods as well." Hwang nodded having confirmed what was said before. Then Zoe blurted out "You still haven't told us hold to make RAFE a god." Nezha made a silent gasp. "You're right- my fault. It's simple: Gather faith in what ever form would best suit RAFE. Here's an example; if RAFE were a dragon, perhaps create a cult dedicated to gold, wealth, and other dragon related ideas. Make sense?" With that Nezha didn't wait for a response, he simply vanished into thin air, and with that the friends returned to Hwang's house.
"I still have homework to worry about." Zoe mumbled under her breath as she turned to look at the computer.