The Insatiable

In a well-lit room, a teen with the age of about 17-18 is fiddling with a bunch of mechanical parts.

These mechanical parts look very complex but this teen is fiddling with all this easily as if he had dozens of decades of experience.

The teen has brown hair and a pair of bright golden eyes. His clothes are rather cheap looking and messy but from his aura alone, one could feel that his identity may not be so simple.

The mechanical device he is constructing is now in its final stage. He placed each gear in their proper places. Once he completed placing the pieces together, he smiled. The device he created looked like a clock. No, it was exactly like a clock.

However, when he put it on his palm and exerted pure energy, the clock transformed into an insect looking figure. Its size is only a few inches and golden color.

He looked at it with fascination and satisfaction, with a little pride mixed in.

The only door in the room then opened, entering it is a female of about 18-19 years old. Her white hair and gray eyes are what would first attract people to her. Her violet dress reaches down to her knees. The female's figure cannot be said to be mature.

She looked at the teen with gentleness and affection. Walking to his side she observed the insect looking device.

"Is this what you've been up to?"

The female asked out of nowhere. Her eyes filled with curiosity. She looked at the golden device and tried to touch it.

The teen saw this and let her do what she wanted. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah, but you already knew that right? I'm sure you've seen it."

Seemingly amused to his reply she giggled. Her eyes glistening she replied, "You know I hate seeing things that haven't happened. It's better to have a real conversation."

"I know, I was kidding." The teen said and looked at the female. She was almost as tall as he is, reaching up to his chin. He stroked the female's white hair and hugged her gently.

"So he asked you to come for me?"

"Hehe. Yeah, he asked but I wouldn't just do what he asked me."

"What did he ask you to do then?"

The female then hesitated here but still answered the teen's question. "He asked me to stop what you want to do. Something about letting nature take its course."

He sighed hearing this, let go of the female and said with a sad tone, "He's already too distant with emotions. He doesn't understand the way mortal beings work any longer." Remembering how his friend used to be and the way he acts now, he clenched his hands tightly.

The female is dejected by what the teen said but she didn't let it show to her face. "You're wrong. He feels too much, and he just wants to protect us."

The teen smiled at this and said warmly, "I hope that's true. However, for now, I'll be the one to take care of those he can't. With this, I can at least improve the chances of the Worlds surviving when those old men start their game again."

Saying that, he looked at the golden device he is holding. By now it has returned to looking like a clock.

"This will help them survive somehow. Once this device infects those old people's System, it will be left to the mortals whether to take that chance or not."

"This will limit them in the future for sure."

"Yes, I know but this is better than the mortal's dying."

The teen then breathed in and when he breathed out, a massive flow of pure energy spread throughout the whole area. A few seconds later all that pure energy is directed to the golden device.

It then released a blinding light that lasted for seconds. When it slowly faded and disappeared the device is gone along with it.

The teen then looked at the female and said to her with a solemn tone, "Now it all depends on them whether they can survive or not."