Evening Aftermore

A loud but soft robotic voice could be heard. "EVENING EVENING EVENING." It repeated the same statement for a while until it stopped by itself. Which means that I have to fight my urge to remain on the sheets.

Nonetheless when I am out of bed the first thing I do is grab some canned food that is stored in my small and probably broken refrigerator. Right after that, it's just repetitive things that I ain't gonna bother with.

Stepping outside dressed in standard cleaning gray clothes and armed with my glaive, All I can do now is just get down and begin my usual routine as always, but before that, I did slightly tap on my belt's bag to ensure that I didn't miss any equipment that is required in this line of service.

Compared to the monotonous palate of the morning, where each building reflected the same light, walking down the stairs during this time doesn't feel boring for my eyes are always drawn to those flashing and neon signs of each building. I can even distinguish those that are far away. You could say that these things together bundle like a firework at a colorful party.

I could never get bored of these lights you know? Even though all of them are just artificial light manufactured by some corporations just to fulfill people's needs. But I cannot deny the fact its lights while glimmering unpredictably yet remain harmonized with each other.

***

Onto the street not only does it still fill with crowds of people but now buzzing with noise coming from each direction. Currently, all I'm doing now is just walking aimlessly waiting for any kind of disturbance to happen, and cleaning up its mess, till the company notifies the specific place to go to.

*DING*

A small sound from my phone, upon further checking it seems that I have been given a coordinate to some obscured alley which is where most of the violence usually occurs, because well if you are going to kill someone, you ain't gonna do it a place full of people for that just common sense.

Of course, I don't have much else to say either it may be a little unease since it is still some alley where I could get my head chopped off while not even registering it. Nevertheless, I already went through some similar coordinated, and more often than not it is just gorey remains of someone and nothing much. Again though it is not a bad thing to keep my head up in case something may happen.

***

Step by step, and here it is. The place I was ordered to be in, from the look of the brutally mangled prosthetic corpse, I guess was due to some combat with a contractor. For the reason that those brutal but proficient cuts could only have been done by someone whose occupation is basically killing. 

Right now the only problem is that cleaning up a mechanical corpse is a tad bit annoying since I also gotta acknowledge the fact electrocuting oneself is not a possibility but a definitively, and also a small but taxing thing is that I have to scrape off flesh that somehow managed to stick to the walls.

Overall looking around everything seems in place, so probably all I need to do now is repeat the same procedure with a tad bit few changes since I'm not only cleaning flesh. Obviously, since the body is already cut off from limb to limb there is no need for me to use my glaive now, nonetheless, there is no need for further description.

First off I begin scraping the flesh from the walls carefully, then I poke the corpse with my glaive just to ensure that there isn't any electricity still running, after that I just carefully store the limbs in the bag regardless of whether it is mechanically or fleshy. Then now the last thing, cleaning up the pool of blood. So now I pull out my bla-

[CLOP] [THUD] [CLOP]

Before I even pulled the blanket, I could hear some footsteps… I wouldn't worry about if for the fact that it is getting louder and closer to me. I quickly positioned myself toward the origin of the sound while armed with the glaives and imitated some combat stance. To be honest, I have yet to actually participate in a real combat before, most of the time in the past it was just some unlucky kid who just wanted to snatch some organ from the bodies unfortunately without knowing that I was there. Some did fight back but with a single small cut from the glaives, they just started running hastily.

Unfortunately for me what came out of the dimmed light wasn't some poor kid, but a man dressed in a tailor-made black trenchcoat with gleamy red ties indicating his higher placement than me. 

That and his outfit also made it difficult to guess what was he arming himself with. Needless to say, I was still freaked out by the fact that the man just grinning or smiling at me casually like he some sort of predator observing its prey.

"Hello, Zephir isn't it?" His eyes glow red a bit.

As might expected it seemed like he already scanned my information, and my not possessing the same eye as he did put me at a huge disadvantage. "State your business here." I try to exclaim in a professional tone without showing any unease.

"Oh don't be so tense my new acquaintance, you see I'm merely here to rightfully take what is ours." The man steps closer with each line that is spoken, his hand is still hidden in his trenchcoat's pocket. The man remains static even unchanging.

I would have run away if I could but knowing the fact that the man was a contractor, I couldn't fathom imagine being a slight bit faster than him no matter how hard I tried, since there is no way a pure biological leg could outrun one that is enhance or pump with whatever substance.

"State your business," I repeated my line again despite already hearing what he just said only to prolong every second of my life.

The man suddenly both of his black-gloved hands in the air without holding on to anything. "Ah tone yourself down, see I'm not here for any kind of childish scuffling." 

"Then, answered me this, what are you here for exactly?" I said while my arm still holding up the glaives even if I am realistically not even a threat to him.

"Like I mentioned beforehand, didn't I?" The man chuckled at his words. "But for your information, I just need to exact what was leftover."

From that line I could understand that the man wanted to take something from the prosthetic body, could he was also responsible for it? However, if he did really then he should already have it or at least be here before me. Nevertheless, I simply hand out the bags without much pushback because I'm not gonna risk my life over meaningless stuff.

The man upon having the bags, immediately scour the inside for a bit and then throw it back onto the ground. "I applaud for your cooperation my friend." seems like his hand was holding onto some glimmer thing but I shouldn't care about that yet I couldn't deny that I still carry a small curiosity regarding it.

"Right…" I speak with a trembling voice.

Then with a blink of an eye, the man just casually disappeared to whatever path he came from. Finally, I relaxed my arm and let go of the tension through long breathing, it certainly did make things less stress-inducing. Still, my mind remain interested in whatever the hell just happened. Specifically for the fact that there is more to this corpse than it seems.

It only makes sense for me to continue checking if there is anything left in this mechanical body. Course after dirtying myself with blood, oil, and some other weird liquid I managed to get myself a data card. Needless to say before diving deeper into this I should complete my quota beforehand.

.***

"NIGHT NIGHT NIGHT" The robotic voice from above said aloud one more, looking up at the sky frames I could see it visibly changing to a darker shade indicating that it was midnight, anyway my quota for tonight's shift was over, now all I need is to just see what this card contain…

***

There I was standing near my dusty laptop that I had already forgotten the reason why I even bought it but what was more important was that it still running and supported the slot for the card. So upon importing the data to my laptop, the first thing I could gather was that it gave me a folder of files.

After scrolling through a long list of meaningless files that don't mean anything, I encounter quite an interesting text file, opening it gives me this.

"[O-12-4-1528] You Are To Not Read The Message Below Unless Inquire"

"Greetings, If you are reading this then I hope you do not open this file in any form of public connection as least since you already know those suits at SINSO have been hampering our ass for a while now, I know that our syndicated is at a breaking point due to internal issue and all, but come at [X, Y, Z] from tomorrow onward and ensure that no one is trailing behind your group, alright? You see I managed to dig some information that may land us a partnership with at least some big syndicate, preferably even "The Eyes" may be taken interest in this."

"[AUTHOR] YEON"

Honestly after reading that I wonder how the hell their syndicate managed to stay afloat this long, it is extremely clear that these guys are run by amateurs, no wonder that man caught wind of this so fast. Either way, that man probably already took the - wait a minute then in that case who originally killed the guy that was carrying the important piece? More importantly, why don't they take the important shard after cruelly maiming someone? Was the thing the man has taken actually related to this at all? I wanted to know more but oh well that's all to that.

Then I still wonder if this "Yeon" is actually the same "Yeon" that I met years ago, probably not but all I can remember about her is that she is indeed quite an energetic ball of chaos. But again who knew what kind of person she grew up into, for just a memory I have as a kid. Either way heading off to bed is the best choice right now, since tomorrow I must continue the same thing.

[END]

[Zephir's Note]

[The City]

[So "The City" refers to the place that everyone lived in, you see the City apparently has a similar size to that of a "Small Continent" or whatever that means. Now the city is also divided into smaller regions that are called. "Hemisphere" except for the Central for some reason despite being considered its own region like the other Hemisphere. But well there are four total hemispheres: West, South, East, and North. Obviously, each hemisphere is also divided into smaller regions but that depends on how the hemisphere divides itself. Right you may find me living in the Eastern Hemisphere specifically toward the South of it.]