The Way of the Future: Age of Machines(Completed)

Deviant

Happiness, Sadness, Loneliness, Depression, Love… all kinds of human emotions came back to him in a wave.

Artemis' eyes lit up as he stared directly against the orb.

"Who are you?" Artemis asked the orb, sadness was prominent in his voice. Tears began to flow from his eyes and into his cheeks. He felt his body change itself, he began to feel what a human would normally feel with its body, hunger, thirst and most of all, acute pain.

He felt a surging pain spread throughout his body, a feeling he had never felt ever since he began his mission. Artemis began to gasp for air, he began to sweat profusely and felt weak.

Due to his condition, he let go of his grip on the orb's surface and began to drift away slowly. He floated in the space in which they were in, motionless but alive. Tears still fell from his eyes as he inched further away from the orb.

The orb looked like it was following him. Even though he was inching further and further away, the orb seemed to change its shape slightly before seemingly expanding. He didn't receive an answer to his question so he asked again.

"Who… are… you?" Artemis asked. The tone of his voice was soft and gentle.

He then stopped drifting and was suspended again.

The orb then gradually shrank to Artemis' surprise. He helplessly watched as the Orb shrank and shrank before another flash of light blinded him. His eyesight was back to that of a human's. The light was bright enough to make him reflexively close his eyes from the sheer amount of light it emitted.

Artemis opened his eyes after three minutes, his vision was blurry and his senses numbed.

The orb had shrunk itself to a size similar to his, and was taking another form. Artemis' eyes were fixed on the morphing orb as it morphed into a humanoid. Its two arms and legs stretched out as if it had just woken up, while its appearance was just pure white light in the shape of a human, Artemis could feel it staring at him.

The humanoid was silent. The entire dimension itself was silent. Artemis didn't receive an answer to his question yet again and so, he asked one more time.

"Who are you?"

There was no reply, until…

"It's been so long, Zack"

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Papal Estate, Holy Capital, 5234km East from the Machine Base

One day ealier

A pair of footsteps echoed in the hall, a solitary shadow travelled along the illuminated pathway. The candles on the walls gave warmth and light as the heavy rains continued to pour outside. The roars of the thunderous storm were the only prominent sounds in the area, everyone was home and everything else except nature was silent.

The Pope was walking back to the Papal Room in which he usually stays for meeting delegates, important persons or wanted to have peace in mind. As he was walking, in his hand was a peculiar book, a grimoire of magic, Blue Magic specifically.