The rebirth of planet Resoria Z9

Regret flooded my mind as I laid in my bed overwhelmed with that I should have not let him walk away that easily and be defeated that quick. My reasonings on being seen as someone to pity for rather to be seen as arrogantly had many flaws. Considering how he walked away without any remorse or giving me an apology. If I were a threat towards people’s insecurities the fault does not lie in me.

I reached for my phone looking for any messages from him but it was empty. It was weird since I expected him to write that he would be on his way or if that family reunion was something he needed to take days off. I sent a quick message asking if he would come to the classes today. A few minutes had passed and yet no response. I was not impatient, just curious since he would always immediately respond back.

I turned to my right side and stared at my androids laying in the clear glass formed as a large open wardrobe. It felt peaceful to stare at them knowing I have come this far but the memories of them lifting up John and Thomas made me throw my covers off and walk towards them in order to wake them up. I was aware that they could not sleep or rest but in an odd state they seemed completely relaxed and free from being in an awakened state as I stood in front of them.

I hesitate if I should bang on the glass doors. It was too early in the morning for me to handle Talus' violent responses and I doubt Bortums would be in time to stop him from causing great injuries to me. I gently pressed my hand on Bortums’s door and the moment my palm touched it a dark green shade flickered on his already open eyes. I did not know if I truly saw that shade in his eyes since it was silver now.

I took a few steps back and waited for him to open the door and walk through it. His movements made the other two androids react as they were in an awakened state before I could pave the way out Bortums. My gaze turned to Talus one and saw how his eyes were in the darkest shade of blue. Seconds had passed and still his eyes did not become the shade it was as the other two androids. I looked back and forth at Talus and Ekvtron; only one of them had the silver eyes I saw yesterday.

My mind flooded with different thoughts. Did something occur without my knowledge and could this new pattern in the androids be the answer to it? I wondered as I stood there staring into his eyes. I turned towards Bortums who stood behind me watching this scene play in front of him. I could feel that he was waiting for me to interrogate him with my usual questions and my reactions that he became too familiar with throughout time.

I figured too much time had been wasted and I had not much left for the lesson that was about to start soon. But I had to get a clear answer to this changed pattern in the androids.

‘’ That dark shade of blue across Talus' eyes. I want to know its reason.’’ I said with simple words and no other direction for them to focus on.

I stood there with them standing in front of me now. None of them answered back nor did Talus who did not dare to change his eyes back to silver knowing it would expose the other two. Only a theory in my head but I had a gut feeling that I could be close to the answer.

‘’ A glitch which is common among us androids where a sudden light emerges in our lenses and on rare occasions a color is formed.’’ Said Bortums with a voice I could not describe. It felt as if something had been lifted from his shoulders, relief.

I was satisfied with the answer since it was logical and a clear one. I looked at Talus once again and was met with silver ones now. I did not bother to answer back knowing I did not have much time to make it to the lesson. I searched for my computer and remembered it was close to my bed as I hurried to my bed and looked under it. I found the computer under my bed knowing I liked placing it there since it was easy to find it in time.

Suddenly I remembered the group project I needed the androids to help me with and turned my direction fast towards them and spoke.

‘’ An assignment has been given to me by professor Daniel. A group project on how to create artificial intelligence and what flaws come with it. But I have never been able to create one and I worry they will find out I am not able to create.’’ I said with worry in my voice and my words not organized I could feel the panic I was ignoring from last night.

If only I was given another manual where I could see how to create an almost perfect copy of their build I would not be standing here and pleading. I waited for Bortums give me an clear answer if he would refuse to help me.

‘’ I am not built neither are my companions. There is no manual on how to create us or our intelligence since we were born with it in what you humans would call a womb.

Not similar to yours but it is far larger and complex to the human mind.’’ Said Bortums with a loud voice and noticed how he became more loud on the part that he was not built. I grew anxious and did not know which part to prioritize, that fact they could not help me with this project or the fact they never were built and referring to a womb created them.

It slowly started to hit me that there could be a planet full of them far in the galaxy waiting to take over this planet. But I quickly realized that I only have one life, a life that would be taken easily and forgotten by time if I were to stand up against the androids. My life being sacrificed would not save all that life that would be injured if there truly was a planet out there. When I would be in that situation I would decide how to act but now I am unable to truly make a change.

All I can do for now is to head for my class and save my image and reputation. I was aware how unlikeable I sounded but anyone in my place would have done the same. All I did was take a deep breath and try to hold my pulse under Bortums radar. I could not let my fear become detected and once I saw he did not raise his arm to look at his radar I knew I was in the clear for now.

I grabbed my bag and figured I did not have to talk to them after what they did and how out of hand it could have gone. Seeing them just stand there without any care or questing my lack of speaking made me feel something was odd. They were acting differently from usual and Bortums lack of presence, the suffocating controlling one he has, was nowhere to be seen. I became frustrated by the lack of time I had and being forced to leave this without any investigation.

I had to settle with after my studies were clear and my schedule I could gain more information on their odd behaviors. I gave them one last look before I walked towards the door expecting them to speak or avoid my eyes but all of them returned my gaze. I ignored the feelings that crept on me and walked out of my room and closed the door after it.

I walked into the hallways wanting to check my messages. If he had responded I tried to ignore the need to check my phone but I could not resist anymore when I made it to the classroom and did not bump into him in the hallways. I saw some of my classmates on my way but it was odd that he was nowhere to be found. If he would be gone for days he would have told me that and let me know I would be working alone today.

How he let me know beforehand that he would be meeting his uncle before he walked out the classroom is proof that he would definitely let me know if he would make it to the lesson today or another day. I refreshed my messages to make sure there were no new ones and became worried. This day started weird and now it started to spiral leaving me with no other conclusion that something horrible would be addressed to me.

I sent him another message and ignored my disliked to send double messages but what choice did I have when I truly believed something could have happened to him. I almost laughed at my sudden mood swings last night. I was ready to confront him and despite him wanting to use me dry but the moment something changed and he was nowhere to find my mind immediately prioritized worrying for him rather than feeling relieved that I would not see the selfish side of him.

It was a long time ago I had a friend and I could not remember the time I was welcomed by a person other than him. Maybe it was why I was so quick to believe something happened to him.Afraid I would be isolated by my classmates if it weren’t for him. In a way I was still selfish only worrying for him for my own benefits to not be alone and not for his safety.

I walked into the classroom and sat down on the second row with two seats to the window. The same seat I sat in yesterday before he sat down next to me. It still feels difficult to sit alone and I can’t shake off the thoughts that come when I hear my classmates talk with each other and I am completely quiet waiting for him to arrive.

I am aware that I could walk up to them and try to socialize with them but how could I when they ignored me yesterday and turned away from me when I searched for a partner.I refused to be rejected out in space especially when I would be forced to have the same classes as them. I would rather struggle with sitting alone than to be ridiculed and become an inside joke for them to use until we finish our studies.

I sat there doodling on my paper for the first minutes, glancing at the door a few times. Once my gaze was met with other classmates walking through the door I became more disappointed when he did not arrive. Should I text him one last time to make sure none of this seemed normal? I wondered and when I saw professor Daniel walking in and greeting the students I quickly sent him one last message before turning my notifications to silence.

‘’ Good morning, I hope you are excited as I am for this project I won’t take too much of your time now seeing how eager some of you are to continue working.’’ Said professor Daniel with the same excitement in his voice.

I expected him to talk about Thomas' absence or the reason behind it. But when the professor came towards me and asked me why my partner was not here since he did not report his absence. I felt my stomach physically flip, sending me into a small panic. My gut feeling never failed me neither did my paranoia thoughts lead me to the wrong answers. I answered back that I did not know anything nor was I informed by him. All I was returned with was that the professor would try to contact him and his family.

I sat there worried for him but could not ignore how I would not make it out alive with this project without having a partner who failed on this subject who would carry the failure of this assignment with me. I felt guilty for being worried about this assignment the same way I was worried for him. Torn between it I struggled to work on my project and felt nauseous as I was typing in the words explaining why I chose him as my partner.

Hours had passed and I still waited for something to happen waiting for him to burst through this door but I was met with silence and the noises coming from the classmates typing into their computers. I became familiar with chaos and something always happening that I could not embrace the quietness. But in this situation I would choose chaos over quietness because then I would know that nothing bad had happened to him.

I felt more alone when the lesson had ended as I watched my classmates stand up with eagerness and wait for their friends to pack their stuff before they headed for the next lesson. Today would be the first day I would come to all my lessons without any disturbances. I packed my computer into my bag with a slow pace deep into my thoughts and walked over to the door. When I came to the hallways I continued walking feeling weird that he was not next to me and speaking what was on his mind.

I stretched my muscles feeling drained from my lessons. Three lessons in a row without any breaks took a toll on my mind as I spent all the time worrying for him and constantly checking on my phone. The last lesson had been dismissed and we had turned in an assignment for attendance. All I needed to do now was to choose if I would go to lunch or head for my dorm.

I had to make that decision when I would be walking in the hallways I thought to myself. Now I had to focus on this assignment, a five page detailed on the revolution of machines. It was easy for me and I enjoyed it as I wrote carefully wanting to impress the professor. It took my mind off worrying for Thomas or thinking about why the androids' presence felt void when they stood in front of me.

Once when we were done with our assignment we were free to leave had the professor informed us and everybody was focused on their assignment wanting to leave within the thirty minutes left of this class. I briefly went through my assignment checking for any grammar mistakes before I sent it to my professor.

I stole quick glances at my classmates and noticed they were still writing. It felt good knowing I still surpassed them on my own and without the help of my androids. It was odd that I was calling them my androids almost believing into the lie I have tricked everybody into believing. I was an actor sealed on a scene with no ending or breaks for me to forget the manuscript that was planned out for me once I accepted the deal.

I grabbed my computer and put it in my bag and gave a small smile to the professor before I walked out of the door. Once I arrived into the hallways I started thinking if I should just head to my dorm and continue with my interrogation or ear alone. But I had no appetite to eat alone when I was worried for him.

I reached for my phone expecting many missed calls or messages but it was still the same message he sent me that he wanted to study before meeting his distant uncle. None of my messages were read or left on read. It was odd that he never went through his messages knowing how loud his notifications buzzed last night. I had to call him before I could make the decision to panic.

I pressed on the call button and pressed the phone lightly to my ear waiting for him to pick up but all I could hear was that his phone was dead by how the call ended quickly. I had a bad feeling and trusted my gut as I marched to my dorm and prayed that the discussion he had with my androids when he was picked from the ground had nothing to do with his absence.