Prologue

2183, December 31, Time 8:46 Pm

A visage of a youth with shoulder-length pristine-silver hair rippled along a plane surface embedded in the wall in grand size, the surface itself seemed similar to the surface of the water yet not at the same because of its ripple that screamed artificial and the texts at the corner of the plane which displayed date and time, his delicate yet shapely and sharp eyebrows are kept furrowed he seemed deep in thought as if lost in the sheer complication of his own thoughts, his facial features appeared every so relaxed and will induce ambiguous impression on anyone making them struggling to grasp what sex he belonged to while slightly having the inkling of the thought that 'it's a he'

Amidst his stygian-black sclera, his bright silver eyes gleamed in a neon blue light as he seemed refocused with this new change and appeared to have adopted a serious countenance at the moment as it gradually deepened into a frown, while the neon blue light dimmed down out of existence within his eyes.

"Tch!" he clicked his tongue

"I hate this world..." he grunted in dissatisfaction, as his hands reached into one of the compartments in his loose-fitting hooded outfit and fished out a mechanical mask fashioned equipment and placed right over his mouth, as soon as he did the mask spiraled into action and extended and reinforced all the way to the ends of his neck as they all contracted and undulated in place almost as if it has always been a part of the physical body.

He took in his form in the reflection one last time with an annoyed look on his face for a substantially lasting moment with that he turned around and started walking towards a door totally fashioned on metals as soon as he walked near its vicinity it slid open upwards to reveal

A street that's cluttered, chaotic, and messy, it radiated colors of various standards of striking while a low-grain noise constantly resounded and pervaded through the atmosphere as aircraft of sleek and dynamic shapes and forms hovered across the spaces that existed between the series of heaving piercing high-rise buildings that spanned out as far as eyes could reach, the aircrafts moved through the pathways like blood vessels flowing through the veins, the beautiful glasses that showcased the major exterior part of the buildings seemed delicate yet sturdy.

Seeing the view before his views, the youth sighed out while his bright silver eyes expressed weariness, in melancholy he thought out loud as his euphonious stale voice rang out "Wonder if there's such a thing as fate in this chrome fucked world."

"Hey Ves, remind me why I hate this world again" he spoke out to no one in particular.

Just then a delicate machinelike male voice sounded out in his head as it questioned in a polite tone "To date, there are 426 reasons registered, mentioned by the master himself would you like me to remind every single one of them for you?"

"just the frequently mentioned top three will do for now" he replied, this time not out loud but like a regular thought directed within himself.

"Understood, Following are the top three reasons for you to hate this world.

1. It's noisy.

2. It is not a place for a dragon to reside in.

3. This world does not possess a quintessential energy element."

"Even after two years residing in this world, I'm almost nowhere near solving or finding any solutions for any of these problems that seemed to irritate me to no end, without even considering the major problem of being reincarnated as a Human" he lamented within himself at the thought.

"Master Anahell, are you sure you wouldn't want me to schedule a session for therapy, as it seems to hate the world for what it is has been identified as a mental health problem and also has been observed that it's curable with 5-Years of therapy.

while perceiving oneself as a Mythical beast such as dragon are also found but it seems to fall under different category…"

"Ves, you know what I'm going to say next" the youth replied not even bothered by the methodically and detailed analysis he was provided with.

"Understood, as a companion A. I named Ves manufactured by Master Arthur von Anahell, I'm required to follow the protocol 'Silence' concerning the matters discussed before." with that the voice died down.

He seemed content with the reply as he smiled in satisfaction as he thought out loud "I truly am amazed at my own ability to invent you Ves, I never realized I had a talent in creation till I came to this world I guess I can at least be grateful for that" he seemed genuinely happy when he thought of this as he continued with his eyes gleaming while looking at the view in front of him

"Destruction, on the other hand, has always been my forte, speaking of destruction.

locate my friend's location based on the coordinates sent by psionic python in the call before. It seems the job hasn't been going forward smoothly, I'll have to crack a few bots and legs and destroy a few lives to get things back on track.

So annoying"

He expressed his annoyance as he started walking out by the pathway, as the door he stood by till now automatically closed.

"Also Ves, play a song of your choice," he said as he gradually faded away into the bustling crowd