Galactic Prison System

There is a special time in the past, a time when I had someone who followed behind me like a tail. Maybe it was because we were the youngest inmates in juvenile prison.

I didn't interact with him, and neither did he. We were both not looking for friends but trying to live in peace without any trouble. However, there is always violence in prison.

I didn't spare anyone who came at me, making sure to cripple them so they wouldn't come at me again. A painful lesson today is a painful lesson forever; that is what I believed.

Hyde did the same, which caused many of the inmates to develop PTSD whenever they saw us. They badmouthed us, but we didn't seem to care. What is life if you are never condemned by someone?

All Hyde and I did was share the same cell and eat at the same table. I had my set of problems, and he had his. There was no point in talking when you had nothing to say to each other. If you spoke at such a moment, then you would be lying.

There is no harm in staying silent when you have nothing to say. Only fools would try to make the conversation longer when they know they have run out of words.

Nonetheless, Hyde wasn't idle like me, who would spend the whole day counting the lines on the ceiling or counting the number of breaths I took when we were off task. He would fix things around the cell, not forgetting that he liked to make things.

He was a workaholic, and I remember him getting sick when he didn't do anything for a whole day.

As a mechanic/engineer, Hyde one day decided to ask me a question: "Do you think there are other worlds out there?"

All I could do was raise an eyebrow at him; I wasn't that superstitious. All I wanted to do was live in solitude, enjoying all kinds of sweets without causing trouble for myself. If someone dared to cause trouble for me, then I would prefer killing that person rather than just beating him, so he could not influence someone else to cause me more trouble.

Hyde had a more sensible dream: "I want to create something that will take me to another world that is not Earth. This world is rotten; it is all about money, nothing else!"

Maybe it was stupid.

Who in the hell doesn't like money?! If there was a job where you got paid for doing nothing, most of us would apply for that.

It is money that makes us move.

Nonetheless, his dream had now come true. I never tried to make a connection with him; after we were released, we went our separate ways. It was obvious since I needed money, and he needed something to take him to another world.

Now that I see him after nine years, I seem to have more to talk about: "I assume you turned yourself into a cyborg and became the man behind the Galactic Prison System."

I clapped my hands to applaud him for his great work. It was also great that he didn't have it on Earth, as it would have gotten in my way plenty of times.

Curling my lips in amusement, I added, "Not only did you merge yourself with the system, you made all the commands of the Galactic Prison pass through you. That means if I want to let all the prison cells and blocks open, I have to come to an agreement with you."

The illusion he set up was what sold him. I knew he was from Earth thanks to the fairy tales of the Hare and the Baboon he tried to use to break me, and tasking me to kiss Layla was the cherry on top.

Back in juvie, he always had an alien girl complex; he often talked about things way above his age about them in his sleep.

'I wonder why he didn't just kiss Layla himself? Maybe he did...'

I wondered if those two morons who spent the most time with me in juvie were here as well. I would prefer not to see them again; well, if that does happen, I will make them fight each other again to entertain me before I kill them.

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Growing up with loving and strict parents, Hyde always wanted to make his preacher father happy. His father was a believer who didn't force anything on his kids but wanted them to always be in the right.

Hyde's mother liked to read him fairy tales about the Hare and the Baboon. She wished for him to be wise like the hare, but Hyde became the Baboon's lover and wished to travel to their world.

He wanted to make sure the hare learned a lesson and never fooled his uncle again.

In an attempt to find another world, he stole his father's car, and thanks to having no driving experience, he crashed right away.

His old man felt enraged about this, as he always believed in the saying, "ask and you will be given." In the end, he filed a police report and sent his son to prison to atone for his sins.

After spending two years in prison together with Tito, who happened to be a year younger than him, Hyde apologized to his father, and they all became one happy family again.

That being said, it didn't mean he stopped trying to find a way to get off Earth. A day before his eighteenth birthday, he met an alien woman walking around the empty streets of Barcelona in the middle of the night.

If Tito saw her, he could outright say she was Her Silver Widow's clone, as they were nearly identical.

Hyde, being a person who lusted over female aliens, didn't waste a second and approached the girl. Despite his words being roundabout and full of rookie mistakes, he managed to get invited to the girl's place.

Nevertheless, he didn't get a chance to lose his virginity as he passed out the moment he entered her bright room.

He woke up in an unfamiliar place filled with humans like him, who were being offered up for auction. He got unlucky and was about to be sold to the Slave Express.

As the last slave being sold, he didn't have anyone interested in him, but Hein took it upon himself to buy Hyde. He needed a test subject to use as the system's human side brain.

An operation took place in Hyde's head, merging him with the Galactic Prison system, but with each action he took, his body aged a bit. As a person who liked making things, he made himself into a cyborg.

This proves why Tito never acknowledged him as the creator of the system, as he knew that was well beyond Hyde's level of thinking.

He really is stupid!