1 Chapter 0: Start from 0
Chapter 0: Start from 0
Humans…
Mutants…
Cyborgs…
The three dominant species of this world.
The first mutant was created after a scientific breakthrough by the genetic scientist, Professor Epsilon.
He was able to infuse the genetics of the now extinct Griffin creature into a subject of his choosing...which created the first man who grew wings. And he soared through the sky.
His scientific formula provided a foundation for other ambitious scientists, as the first man who turned invisible (infused by a chameleon-like creature) and the first man who breathed fire (infused by a Dragon creature) turned up not long after.
What followed was referred to as the Bio-scientific Evolution.
Hundreds of thousands of mutants were created. And their children resulted in millions. There was a stage where the ratio of a mutant for a human was 1:4.
However, a new discovery changed everything.
Mechanics. Machinery.
The first half man half robot was created. Creating a new variety.
Again, what followed...was a massive increase.
People were now either biologically releasing fire from their bodies…
Or they were igniting fire with their built in flamethrower through their robotic arms.
Police and military were now generally occupied with robotics infused into their bodies.
While mutants have taken all types of occupation, including one they created themselves…
A Guardian. A job that helps all people with all types of missions.
As time followed, scientists thought about a better discovery.
A merge between a mutant and a cyborg.
Infusing a mutant with robotics…
Or infusing a cyborg with creature-influenced genetics.
Thousands...and thousands of experiments failed.
Resulting in thousands of deaths. From both the subjects...and the scientists.
As time went on, it became an unspoken rule between scientists to never conduct such an experiment again…
An ultimate sin of science.
But…
"What..."
"What the hell happened here!"
The boy opens his eyes.
He's in a lab. Right...of course he was. In a wide, messy, lab. As if somebody left in a hurry in the middle of something. He acknowledged the fact 10 minutes ago before he fell back asleep.
His arms are still clutched on a machine, stretched perpendicularly against his body as if he was crucified for being a figure of sin.
Speaking of which...
His arms were...metal.
In fact...all of his limbs are.
He may not remember what they looked like before, but something about it doesn't feel right.
He looked at the people in front of him.
Faces. Confused. Terrified.
Everyone before him were pointing something at him.
"A...gun?"
He thought.
Oh, he does remember something at least.
The people are all wearing identical uniforms.
They are called...
"Police?" he muttered aloud.
They exchanged looks with one another.
Before one spoke out:
"Yes! This is the police! Police of Atmospha. What happened here!"
"Huh? Something happened here?"
He thought to himself.
"Most importantly! Who're you?!"
The police member continued.
"Who...am...I?"
The boy reflected...
"Yes. Who are you?"
"Who?"
He repeated aloud.
The police stared at him confusingly.
"Who am I?"
The boy said again.
Tears gathered from his eye.
"WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER?"
Tears trickled down.
"Hey..."
One of the police reached out...
"WHO!"
His eyes now bloodshot.
There.
His arms broke free of the clutches from the machine.
Little scraps of the broken pieces hit the ground as the boy swung his fists down onto the clutches that were also binding his legs.
The sound of metal clashing echoed around the nearly empty lab.
"Suspect hostile! We're firing!"
The police opened fire.
The boy dodged effortlessly.
Every bullet went past him with no possibility of coming in contact.
And if they do...
The boy grabbed the last bullet with this metal arm.
The police all stood frozen.
The boy slowly opened his hand to look at what he grabbed.
A bullet.
He remembers what those are for…
"You tried to kill me…?"
The police still frozen, sweating profusely as they knew what was about to happen.
Spark. Spark.
Sparks of electricity appeared as electrons flowed around the boy's arms. Discharging an intensive amount of lightning.
Lights are now flickering.
Computers…
Tools…specifically metallic ones…
Started vibrating at a high level…
The boy's eyes are still bloodshot.
The tears still flowing down his cheek.
The light source from his shoulders lighted up.
The boy was ready to unleash something.
"HEE HEE HEE…"
"!"
"I KNEW YOU WOULD BE TONS OF FUN…"
The boy is now looking at something.
Staring at something surrounded by darkness.
It...is…
Huge.
Gigantic.
Menacing.
It's...a creature.
Its grin revealed sharp teeth that were not just meant for chewing…
They were…made…
...for something...worse…
The creature opened its mouth wide, ready to close around the boy with it.
The boy's eyes reflected its image...ready to be swallowed.
Darkness.
"HEY!"
"!"
The boy snapped awake.
He is now on the ground…lying on his stomach.
Surrounded by the same police a moment ago.
"Hey! Can you hear me! Over!"
The police repeated.
"Suspect fainted! We're gonna detain it!"
The police continued.
The boy glanced overhead. Raising his eyes as high as he could.
A member was atop of him, holding a type of device…
"Sir…"
"What is it!"
The police member handed the device over to what the boy presumed was his superior…
The superior inspected…
Gasps.
"I…"
"I don't believe it…"
The superior took a closer look…
"A…"
"A mutant cyborg?"
