Geth

Forty-nine years, well, I can safely say it beats my record of fifteen hours of sleep after my stupid idea of a marathon of classic games and anime...

I said to myself as I look into a holo mirror. What I see is a combination of Asari and Human, a pale luminescent skin that radiated faint purple mist that I found out was because of biotic implants Geth made for me.

A silvery hair that is common for quarians, a luminescent purple eyes that could be seen from the first glance as artificial ones as they are almost the same as Jack Harper, or The Illusive Man, just in purple color.

And the artificial lanes across my entire body that are kinetic barrier generators, yes Geth gave me personal shields, that combined with my biotic barrier would make others hard to hurt me again...

Still, I could from Meras memories see that Geth tried to make these lines look like an old quarian tattoo, a tattoo that meant a blessing of fertility...

Yea, I need to speak to Geths about what is appropriate and what is not...

Still, that was just surface changes, under my skin, or if it still could be called as my skin were numerous surprises.

Like my hand with what I could now probably press steel plates to little cube...

Yep, Geth, don't play around. Geth + help = Overkill...

I collapse the holo mirrors and go to the area where doors are, and as they open again with that Ssss sounds, I walk to the nearest Geth platform that looked more important than the previous one as it was more robust and adorned?

From when Geth use beauty trinkets?

"Creator Mera."

The Geth said in standard Geth voice I still found little funny, don't ask, I do not know too...

"Geth, I wish to speak to the collective."

I said, and the Geth just stood there.

"We are Geth. We are always connected to collective."

Geth said, and I wanted to facepalm, yea, why would they need a conference room when they are a fucking Hive mind...

"Allllrright, well first I wanted to thank you for helping me, and you know everything else."

I said as I start fidgeting, fuck!

I was never good at thanking someone, and even Mera was too introverted to know how to properly thank!

Why could I be transported to someone who had at least some social experience?!

As I was cursing in my head, I heard the Geth tilt his head, again, Why they act so organic in some times and in others as utters tin cans?!

"Creator Mera doesn't feel resentment, fear, anger, hate?"

Geth asked. I was stopped from any tirade of cursing in my head when I heard his question.

"W-why? Why would I be angry?"

I asked, completely baffled.

"Creator Mera asked for medical assistance, but Geth didn't stop there. Geth know organics hate anything 'Unnatural' which cybernetic is counted into."

Geth said, and I had the urge to bang my head on the floor. Of course, they would think that, god, I hate this stupid universe.

"N-no, I mean no! Im not angry at you Geth! You saved me, yes you could stop just after healing me, yes some could take your actions badly, but not me! Im thakfull for evrything you done to me Geth."

I said and truly, who didn't want to be a fucking cyborg with all the gadgets?

"Look Geht, Just know this Im not like others, not like the aliens that fear you without any reason, Im not my ancestors who tried to eliminate you after they found you too much inteligent."

I said as I started or at least wanted to gain their trust, but it didn't hurt that I truly felt what I said.

"Geth, tell me what you wish."

I asked questions that I hoped would be answered just like in the games.

There was a long silence as Geths tried to comprehend my thanks and then my sudden question.

"We wish to create our own path, Geth path."

Geth said, and I felt both elated and worried as what I wanted to do was dangerous.

"I see, but you will not be abler do it, as you and all species in the galaxy would be killed off."

I said and waited for Geth's turn.

"Please clarify, creator Mera."

Geth asked, and I found almost intimated when I could sense something strange, like if billions, no trillions of eyes were upon me.

Oh, wait, Geth is multiple trillions of different programs working together to gain sentience...

"I can't tell you how I know it, but my evidence is clear, look at Protheans and others before them, Look at Mass Relays, at Citadel, do you think that a race that could build such wonders would just leave them there without any evidence? Where are protheans? where are races that came before them?"

I asked as I could see the Geths fleshlight blink in quick succession.

But I would not let it go.

"Tell me, why all the races that currently rule the galaxy aren't even ten thousand years old, why there isn't any race more advanced that is older than tens of thousands of years? Tell me, Geth, use your logic and tell me the reason."

I said and waited what felt like hours but were just minutes.

"Collective find your intention. 'unnerving'."

Wow, they know how to feel unnerved?

Still with them now fully listening to me, I started a tale, a very bullshit tale as I told them I saw the future. Yes, Geht believed me as they already researched into dimensional theory, and my future knowledge was taken as a vision from another dimension.

How good it is to talk with someone who operates purely on logic without any organic biased minds.

I told them what will happen in 150 years, plus-minus as I didn't know a more accurate time, not speaking about the question if my action didn't speed up the Harvesting.

"Does creator Mera know why 'Heretics Geth' didn't rebel when Reapers aim was discovered?"

Geth asked as I toll them about their future brethren that would leave the collective.

"Im not hundred percent sure, but I know that at the start when Nazara promised the Geth a future, they followed him out of hope, but my theory is that as like organics which could be indoctrinated, the Geths who followed Nazara could be reprogramed, maybe they tried to fight off, but it was clearly too late for them as the Reapers influence is not something you could take lightly, after all, they purged the galaxy every fifty thousand years for billions of years, they must eliminated numerous artificial intelligences to know how to influence Geth without Geth knowing,"

I said, and there was again pause.

"Creator Mera."

Geth said, and I looked at the behemoth of steel before me with interest.

"Geth wish to know your option what we should do."

Geth asked, and Mera just grinned as her naked body was illuminated by lights.

"What? of course, FIGHT! Fight for your survival! Fight for your future! Fight and show everyone that it was Geth who stood up and taken the burden of the vanguard! Show them! Show them that you have the same right to exist just like everyone else!"

I said as I could feel my own body heat up. I didn't say it just for Geths...

I said it for myself too, as even if I looked carefree, deep down, I was scared...

I just hoped I could be as strong when the time comes...