I was replaced back to the bar by the same girl that brought me. Her eyes turned away from me as the bar began to pull her to the finishing customer. As far as she was concerned. My food and successful dipper changes we're getting completed in the back room only to be taken back to the bar under the close eyes of all the rough and greasy food covered people.
The ladies traded places as the temporary babysitter only to bounce back into the smoke and rough tones of drunken loudness.
The hours dragged on as the tables began to empty.
Other women holding him
Other women feeding him
Other women changing him
The smell of smoke killing the memory of her cent in his nostrils
The feeling of her skin on his fingers erased by the touch of many strangers
The image of her face slowly being erased by the crowd
The tone of her voice overwhelmed by the noise of many is drawinning from his ears
The wonderful woman who was his mother was being taken away from him with every single action in this place
Mom why can't I find you?
The sadness's In my heart didn't want to lose her so I forced myself into blinding myself to faces of strangers so that I could remember her alone.
I drowned my nose from all the smoke to save the memories of her smell.
I drowned myself in noise so much that my ears only herd hers.
My soul began to hurt and shake at its own rhythm.
Suddenly a blurred image emerged in my mind. A screen that had cracks and blurred lines. It flickered and looked like it was about to explode.
[ Error ! ] —— [ error 404: system not found: … searching: … error 101: system deleted … searching for solutions: … resetting system: … reset errors found. Results: system partially restored: … scanning system for solutions: … solution found: store function restored. … scanning … Inventory function restored. … Scanning … eyes of truth restored. … scanning … error … error 721: artificial intelligence and artificial guidance is missing! … Scanning … Error 296: gift box removed. …Scanning … error 458: all quest items gifts unavailable. … Scanning … solution found: move items to store … moving objects … completed … scanning skills … skill found 510: eyes of truth … installing … scanning … no other option found.
System problems found and solution was not found … system failure is not resolved ]
This families system screen has nearly been restored to me.
No, nooo … nooo, nooooo ooooo !
I killed mischief because I realized that the system was a slow process that would turn me into a slave of a powerful and selfish person. They get you by dangling items and skills like a candy to a baby. They make you work to the bone and spend your precious life points in the malls. They skim off the price in the mall from every single person who has ever used the system mall. And in the end they have you as their personal weapon to keep and use.
No no I can't go back to work for someone who only wants to use me…
I'm not going back to work just because the ai is not functional. The mall is still active! Fuck this! I will definitely be put into situations where only the mall will have what I need.
I don't even want to look into it.
The eyes of truth is helpful.
The inventory is even better.
But the mall is a trap. A way to drag me back into the hands of dependency on the system.
I must never ever look inside the mall option!
The war for my personal freedom was already going from the current difficulty mode to absolute deed mode!
The evening sun dropped behind the mountains and the late crowd exploded into the bar.
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Somewhere else at the same time;
Inside a dark room only a green glow of a screen and the sound of hurricane typing. A figure wearing round gold glasses reflecting the screen stopped as fogging began emitting on the glasses. The deep harsh breathing filtered the air like sofocating chokes.
On the scenen was a picture of my mother with all her information and as the list of tests showed an unomoly. " positive " under eggs gustationary period. This girl somehow was able to carry a child.
This fact was unknown or not shared.
Up to this point in all the subjects were incapable of reproducing. And had to be educated and used as one time weapons. But if they can grow an army of soldiers by just breading them!
This one was the key to the ultimate army of brainwashed tools with special abilities.
This fact made her way too vulnerable! Alive is the only way she has to be delivered back or this project will be lost!
The fog on the glasses thickens as a drop of water drifts down from the edge.
The face retracts from the computer and a hand reaches out.
Puuu the screen dies in a circular green hole that turns everything into darkness.
The room the screen the glasses all is pure darkness.
"Send the retreating team 7 to bring her back alive! If they fail erase them…" a harsh voice spoke in the dark room.
"Sir" a robotic tone responded
Harsh crashing and braking sounds of items being tossed around inside the room where the light had not been used at all. Many things got slammed down and thrown into other things.
Angry hands destroyed items because they were unable to return the attack or defend themselves against the enemy. Its a simple matter that shows a baby throwing a tantrum.
The damage didn't stop as the adult who could not get his candy threw an adult sized tantrum.
Funny tooo funny!