Timeline:Night
Location: In the balcony.
The night was foggy as I sat on the wooden bench.Elaf was busy cooking maybe soup?.I was all lost in the thoughts about the
today's event.We were basically doing campfire.
To be honest,
I didn't know something like campfire existed.
Until Elaf told me..
The systematic data indicates,
"Human used to do it as a source of comfort and this tradition gave birth to poets and thinkers which led the moments in the societies,
"But how did such small interaction held so much weight."
I never understood it.
As silence surrounded the dark night.Elaf asked me what I was thinking.
I snapped back into the reality and reassured that it is nothing.
Elaf smiled and mumbled humans are surely weird aren't they Jerry barcode:1031?
- -
My reality collapsed
It was the first time she used my real name which I never told .
Then how did she found out?
My eyes widened with million questions I asked hesitantly,
"Ho-w you- k--ow?.."
She rotated the spoon and met my eyes,
"A creator of ones creation is always a slaveof the system..We all are pawns in a bigger game beyond our understanding."
I looked down at my cold hands,The the system screen popped up:
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Note:
"Ask Elaf about her identity."
I turned at Elaf who was picking up the woods,I took a deep breath preparing myself for the outcome.I asked finally about her origin.
As expected,
She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at my face finding any singals of discomfort,But all she saw a robot with a curiousity.Elaf laughed and served a bowl of soup,She just replied blankly
"I am no one more like nothing.Just someone who is trapped in its own battle."
Long time ago humanity existed.Signs of life that gave birth to a peaceful environment.
But,
...
Peace doesn't last for long.
Curiousity it guides a soul but also destorys it.
War broke,Blood shed happened. The whole reality shifted was shifted.Remember,
"Unless there is a concept of victors.The losers will exist no matter what happens...There are nexsus of supersitions which couldn't be changed."
At end,
"Emotions became a myth."