History Repeats Itself

Love will find ways, death won't break us apart.

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Ever since Xael announced that she'll create her own afterlife, she broke through her isolation and went to speak with her elders. Discussing her idea, it undoubtedly caused series of agreement and disagreement.

Agreement due to letting Xael do what she deems the best for her or with the thought that this might be just one of her mourning actions, and disagreement saying that she's being too much and what she's aiming is something not plausible.

Unfortunately for those who were opposing her plan, Xael still persisted on what she has already decided.

Therefore, this produce the project; Artificial Consciousness Manifestation to Virtual Reality Space 0021.

Delving about the project, Xael continued to process her research like a madman. For two years, all she did was wake up early, eat a little breakfast while gazing at her husband, she'll go to her laboratory to continue her analysis, after that, she'll comeback on midnight to eat dinner then sleep.

Even a zombie could claimed that is has more activities than her. Not giving a care on that aspect, her research has finally the progress of 03.40%.

Amidst to her action, she didn't give importance to anything else. Watching her like that, both elders were obviously worried and sad. With the intention of completely comforting her, both parents converse about certain strategies to assess that, unfortunately one after another, it was a total failure.

Their latest idea was to divert Xael's attention with kids who greatly resemble her or Zeether yet it was ruthlessly defeated. The kids they brought were ignored and worst yet scared to their wits, two even fainted due to her frightening stare.

Right now, they were left with the craziest idea they could think off. 'Maybe it's no use because the children were not related to her by blood.'

Confronting her face to face, the elders finally voice out their proposal. "In Vitro Fertilisation*?" Xael affirmed; she was clearly surprised by what her parents suggested to her. Thinking about it, it certainly held a number of pros and cons.

Since it was actually a huge matter, Xael requested for a few days of time to think and answer. She was 28 years old after all, a great age to get pregnant, besides they already considered about this when they got married. Thinking about it, back then she was only 25 and Zeether was only 29, four years older than her. After a week, she decided to go along with it.

For a year, Xael was suited in her parents abode, spoiled and completely cared of. But even with that, all she could think of was her project, until finally it was the time for the baby to be born.

Dress in her hospital gown while lying on a cozy bed, Xael was gazing at the very healthy baby boy in his hands. Her emotions couldn't help but waver as the baby's plump little hand grasped her finger squeezing it lightly.

The feelings she thought was dead were now surging like a sandstorm in a once very calm desert. She nestled her son a little closer to her before giving it a soft peck in the tip of its nose. "Xyther, a gift from my beloved,"

The moment Xael mentioned his name, the baby jovially smiled showing its pinkish gums which is adorable. At that very moment, Xael was reminded of her husband, whenever she does something to catch his attention, Zeether always smile at her like that.

Xael's arms subconsciously tensed up, the urged to complete the project intensified more. She gazed at her son and mumbled, "If I ever complete this project, I could give you the best family you ever deserve."

Continuing that, after she was consented on going back to her lifestyle, Xael didn't hold back and strived harder to achieve the results faster.

Times sure flies, days to weeks, months to years, Xael finally reaches the progress of 63.21%. Despite her achievement in that area, another one was almost neglected.

As Xael was focusing to her research, Xyther on the other hand grew into a fine young man, if you didn't look closely; his appearance greatly resembles Zeether that you could mistake them with each other. The only distinct difference was the color of their eyes, as Zeether has a fiery and bloody red eyes, Xyther inherited his mother's soft and mesmerizing purple eyes.

Even when Xael was not on full hands when it comes to Zeether, the lovable child has always understood that his mother clearly loves him. Everything she's doing now was for their happiness.

As his mother tends to get reckless, especially to her health, Xyther was always there to assist her. He always stood beside her mother, watching her do her best to attain what she's aiming.

When the project was completed, Xael has already turned into 58 year old woman. Gazing at the glass coffin that's still holding her husband corpse, she could only silently celebrate as her body was not like before, she couldn't move as agile and rash even if she wanted to.

Finally! Our family will be complete!! She thought when her phone rang. After looking at the caller's name, she didn't hesitate to quickly answer the call.

"Mom!! Where… you?? … the lab!? If… stay there. Dad's… broken… building. … stay… I'll… to you---." It suddenly issued a long beep; the conversation was clouded before it got completely cut off. Not understanding a bit, she tried to call Xyther back but it was not successful.

Xael hurriedly walked to her husband's side when a large amount of glass breaking and gun shots appeared. Xael then remembered what her son told her.

Fear crept in her heart; she walked to the laboratory table to find the gun her son has hidden when suddenly a loud cry was evoke behind her. "MOM!"

The moment she had turn around, bullets were fired and at the same time a huge body collided with her. Sweats ran on her back as she inhaled cold air, shaking she gazed at the man who's clinging to her now.

Whether it was due to old age or because the one lumped to her was a man, Xael's legs give away as both of them were now on the floor. Her son, who was always standing a tall beside her, was now laying flat on her arms. His chest was slowly being covered by blood.

Facing his mother, Xyther who couldn't even make a sound smiled before he closed his eyes, the warmth he had was no longer there.