Industrial Breathing
"Enduring my last breath, I will never back
down."
In this
world, humans are rare specimens. Only a few are said to be alive. However, in
this town, the town known as 'Dream', there's a master that creates robots as a
living. Now, there are machines to fill in the gaps of humanity that was once
there. But a war broke out between the world, and it was then divided in twos. Two
worlds, different from each other fight till the death, and only one master
shall rule both kingdoms. There shall only be one master, and two kingdoms. Who
will survive? And who will die in pure solitary?
Chapter One
Savoir
Scanning
through the murky air, a scent of a faded smoke from fire filled in the blacks
of the aroma. My eyes stung me, bringing myself to tears—but I wouldn't let them
fall. Not yet, I promised. I coughed lightly, readying myself in a combat
position. Drops of rain fell to the ground, as puddles reflected the sky
covered in shiny stars. They were like glitters, twinkling down at me, and the
moon that said much more than just sunlight radiating down at the poor,
run-down town.
I gripped
onto the dagger with my right hand, and the left arm guarded my face as a
radiant of light flashed down towards my face. As my eyes were being blinded by
a ray coming forth, I backed away. I'm in an alleyway; lost of words to say. I
couldn't run to my right or my left. Bricks surrounded me, and eventually, I'd
come to a stop. - A dead-end. Then that'll be the end for me if I didn’t leave
soon. I looked up as fast as I could, taking a quick glance of the premises
above me. Then, I looked around, jerking my head this way, then that.
The vehicle came
to a stop; headlights still on me. The door shifted above, like a flash car
that only rich people could afford. A metal-like foot stepped out, making a
'clang' as it hit the solid ground. Waters splashed, but made no affect towards
the left leg of a robot.
My eyes
squinted from the bright lucent headlight beaming towards my eyes. I wanted to
grasp for air as much as I needed to escape from a nightmare that was chasing
me down like a wild panther chasing its prey.
I readied
myself to throw my dagger at whoever the person might’ve been in the car. But
as the creature stepped out of the vehicle, a full figure of a tall built male
stood heroically on the opposite end of where I paused. My mind rummaged
through, questioning as to whether the figure was really a robot at all, but a
lowly human-being, trying to survive and build up the existence of our own
specimens within the corrupted society.
The male slid
his other hand of the vehicle, revealing a shotgun in the grip of his hands. My
heart dropped as my brain sent messages saying that my life was beginning to
end. I was certain that one powerful shot was going to send me straight to
hell. My hopes were definitely low, and my life was about to end. Oh, how I’d
miss my delicate life trying to save the person I’d miss most, I thought to
myself.
“Oi ,you!” I
heard a deep voice call out to me. He mentioned a name right after. Not just a
name, but a particular name—my name. “You’re Lilith, right?”
I removed my
arm away from my eyes, and in the small distance, the man with the humanistic
legs stepped in front of me, sheltering my head from the blinding light. I was
beginning to lose my senses after staring too long into the generated
headlights of a flashy car.
“Yes…?” I
replied in a shudder. My thoughts ran nowhere until the man spoke softly in
front of me, face to face. His hands reached my wrist with a firm grip. I
lowered my head down, eyeing his hand on my wrist, then onto the shotgun.
“I’m here to
rescue you.”
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