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Tink! Tink!

Bzzz Bzzz!

He had spent countless sleepless nights, just to be able to pull this off. After all, his Intelligence stat is still on the low end when it comes to this world's standard of mechanics, although that wouldn't have been the case five hundred years ago.

Tink! Tink! 

[New Invention Detected!]

The invention looked like a flat device when laid down on the table, its clear purpose wouldn't have been easily known at first glance, especially if it isn't worn.

Its core was made up of the recycled azure ores for fuel and energy modules that he had reshaped, so without it, activating some of its hinges glowed blue. On the other hand, its outer shell is also made up of the recycled materials from Jane. Although this time he had used a synthesis of the black metals and Orichalcum alloys, so that the mask may harden or be flexible depending on his will.

[Info:

When worn, allows the user to alter their facial structure slightly, and it also projects an imitation of a hyper realistic human skin all around their body, if need be.]

[What would you like to name it?]

He then instinctively said, "Identity"

Because, in a literal sense, that's what it is: a tool to hide one's identity. And also because he cannot think of any other words besides "identity" to describe his creation off the top of his head. His vocabulary was clearly lacking.

[Granting The Host a New Title]

...

[Title: Human Skin]

Well, that is without a doubt to be expected, as the titles are sometimes granted to this world, when someone does something unique, or it could also be when someone achieves a great feat.

So, that is to say, most had never actually thought of creating a fake human skin as a disguise. Well, because what else are they even going to use it for? But he was most certainly not about to get a title about changing facial structures, as many mechanic combatants that came before him unquestionably had already explored that area, so much so that there are already laws passed for regulating gadgets that conceals ones identity. There was just that much demand for it.

However, even if the titles gave buffs and benefits to the user, the system never really reveals any information about it. That's just how it has always been and that is common knowledge in this world. It's up to the user to figure out its function. 

...

For the next few days, he slept soundly as much as he wanted, ate as much food as he wanted until his belly was full, and took care of himself anytime he wanted to.

And for the first time, he felt the emotion of happiness, of being carefree, without anything weighing him down.

But this was all just momentary bliss. Soon, he needed to wake up to reality. If he wanted this momentary joy to last throughout his lifetime, he needed to protect it and fight for it.

***

In front of a mirror, he stood, and stared at his reflection deeply, focusing on all the minor details to try and remember his face as vivid as possible, and then at his side he slowly grabbed the gadget.

It immediately latched onto his mouth, emitting sharp sounds as it clipped directly onto his face. It was now glued in, unable to fall off without a reasonable amount of force being exerted.

Clang! Clang!

Then it became flexible and adjusted to match his facial structure, in order for it to become much more comfortable to wear. 

Pshh! Pshhh!

Up until it emanated a violet glow on the circular switch on its side, signaling that it was ready to be activated.

Click! Click!

With the flick of a button, his appearance was slightly altered from a frail-looking young man to a somewhat normal-looking individual—not too repulsive to draw unwanted attention, but also not too attractive to stand out. This allowed him to exude an aura that blended in seamlessly with the crowd, allowing him to be inconspicuous in any setting.

The very first invention a mechanic creates usually defines their future in this class. But for him right now, it is very hard to tell...

He then instructed the AI in this house to prepare everything for him. The supplies, the food, and Jane's red car. All of the thing he needed for a long trip, as he couldn't delay his departure any longer.

Because Jane was part of many organizations especially ones that can grant her immediate benefits, such as her guild Achilles, her job at Mechana, and her VIP status at Messiah, among others. It's worth noting that she held significant positions in these organizations as well.

Although her being gone for a short period of time, two months to be exact. Wouldn't affect them that much, and wouldn't warrant that much suspicion, because she doesn't need to go there to work daily. But her exceeding that time limit will definitely make them question things and contact her.

And once they find out that they can suddenly no longer contact her, they will begin to look for her, and where else would they search first but her house.

They will search for clues all over her house and start tracing her whereabouts, only to find out that she had never left her house. Once that happens, they will search her house thoroughly and might even tear it down.

So this would only increase his chances of getting caught if he stayed in the area any longer.

Therefore, in John Doe's sole judgement, the best course of action right now would be to run away.

...

He then got out during the night, so that none of his neighbors may accidentally notice him.

Rev! Rev!

Vroom! Vrooooom!

He rode her favorite car under the moonlight, where it had shown its true beauty, too bad she can longer enjoy this.

Vroom! Vrooooom!

He imitated the way she drove, however his was much more reckless, as this was his first-time driving. But that didn't stop him, instead it made him much more thrilled.

Vrooooooooooooooooom!!!

He was truly her clone through and through, because he learned it naturally as if it was ingrained into him naturally.

Vrooooooooooooooooom!!!

He had learned how to love and appreciate the beauty of flying cars.

Vrooooooooooooooooom!!!

...

In an abandoned road where cracks and rusts could be seen everywhere, when he was about to reach the bridge, he suddenly went full throttle.

Vrooooooooooooooooooom!!!-Crash! 

Mid-flight inside his car, he activated the rocket engine, and made it seem as if it really could fly.

The reflection of the water underneath him, depicted the scenery of a car travelling across the vast galaxy. The moon had looked like it was much more reachable than before.

Then the car seamlessly blended in to the night sky, and at that moment everything was frozen time, it all moved slowly, allowing John Doe to catch his breath.

Jane's soul smiled into the horizon, giving her clone a thumbs up for what he was doing with her car. Her passion would most likely override the anger of her untimely death. Because she can only be proud of a fellow car racing enthusiast.

Nope, she's probably banging the ground with her head, and wailing in the depths of hell. While biting her lips and thinking that, 'It should've been me! Not him!!' Envious of what the stunt his clone was able to pull off.

However his thrust was suddenly exhausted, making him jump out of the drivers seat, before making it crash into the ocean, causing shrapnels and large explosions.

BOOM!

He then swam back to get under the bridge. and looked back at the burning ocean and sinking spare parts of the car behind him, knowing that this was all just a temporary measure to hide his traces.

Because if security cameras back then, five hundred years ago, were able to catch most criminals in public, what more in this very futuristic world, which almost seemed like a fiction turned reality? There were almost no blind spots.

He knew that he was just buying time to distort the truth, but soon they'll get to the bottom of this.

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