He opened his eyes.
The place was a store… a furniture store or something close to it.
In front of him was a mirror.In it he saw his own reflection.
A boy who looked thirteen years old. His hair was messy and long, reaching his right eyebrow.
He wore a dark over-jacket, rugged and burned in several places, the black fabric scorched to an ashen gray. The left sleeve was torn off entirely, exposing his elbow. Beneath it, a white T-shirt clung to him. It was torn near the collar and stained by dust and smoke.
His trousers were ripped near the right knee, edges frayed like they'd been clawed at by debris or blades.
The jacket bore countless slash marks, thin, deliberate cuts that looked like the aftermath of a battle against someone wielding knives. Yet, despite the evidence of violence carved into his clothes, not a single scratch was on his skin.
He touched his face trying to see if the person in the mirror was himself.
There was no doubt about it, it was his reflection in the mirror.
'How old am I?.. I look like a teen..' he wondered, placing his right hand on his left cheek.
To his left was a closed window he got near it to see outside the building.
Then a loud noise of something which had fallen down echoed behind him.
Turning behind ,
"Someone there?" he asked,
No reply.
"Who's that!?"
No reply came again. The room was silent. Then from behind the left shelf came out a figure, it began to move toward him.
He saw who or what it was..
It.. it was not human…
It had no flesh or skin…
It had metal skin…
Every movement it took, a clinking metallic sound was made. Whatever it was, it wasn't alive.
Then a thin green light shot out from its yellow glowing eyes, scanning him from head to toe. The light vanished, and both stood still for a moment.
Then another wave of pain hit his head,
visions, fragments, flashed before him.
He knew what it was.
It was something called a robot…
Machines once made by humans to serve them.
But…
Something had gone wrong…
The robots that were meant to help, became the reason for humanity's downfall.
The robot's mechanical voice echoed,"Intruder found. Eliminating the intruder."
It raised its right arm and aimed at him. The arm split apart and reassembled into the shape of a gun.
He understood what it was about to do. Before it could fire, he ran to his left, sprinting across the store, filled with furniture, decorative items, plants, and strange objects he couldn't identify.
He dashed between two shelves, taking sharp turns, hoping the robot would lose his trail. But it didn't. He could hear its heavy steps right behind him, matching his speed. He didn't dare look back.
After minutes of running, he hit a dead end. His chest burned. His legs trembled. He thought this was the end.
He crouched, covering his head.
Then,
BAAM!....
He opened his eyes. He was no longer in the store.
He was standing in the middle of a wide, empty road.
The road stretched high above the clouds.
The sky above was black, with blue and purple gas clouds and clusters of stars surrounding him.Behind him stood a massive golden statue of a being with an elephant's head and a man's body. On either side were two tall red pillars forming an arch.
He approached the right pillar and noticed a small button.
He pressed it…
Then the world vanished… He was surrounded by white, pure white in every direction, stretching endlessly. Then, a voice echoed around him
"Creating a new world…"
"Who!? Who was that! A new world?" he asked while looking around in the white void trying to find the owner of the voice.
"Error. Creating a new world failed…
Initiating world syncing…
World syncing, successful.
Successfully synced four worlds."
"Four worlds?" he whispered.
"Initiating removal and alteration of the user's memory…"
"What!? Removing my memory!?" he shouted.
"10% completed…
25% completed…"
"Hey!!, Wait! Stop it!"
"50% completed…
99% completed…"
"I said STOP IT!, you stupid voice!" he shouted in the air.
"Error…
Failed to remove and alter the user's memory."
"Phew… it stopped," he said in relief.
"Launching the user's soul without completing necessary protocols…
Reporting to the main server…
Error…
Failed to connect to the main server…
Error…
Four users are being launched into the same world without proper completion of protocals…"
"Four users? Who are the four?" he muttered.