Caster city. The place I was born in and killed in. The place I disappeared from. The place that I grew a family with my friends.
The city was once the place that anyone would've gotten an opportunity for a new life if they wanted.
But as said in the beginning, cybernetics were the down fall of the city and the world. Will I do the same as I did before? Or will I change the fate as I did in the simulation?
...
A bright light appeared on a random night in the room of a woman. The room was quite clean. Only a few balls of paper from some failed drawings laid on the ground. The room colored black/ Grey.
And there appeared Strat from the light. His face still the same from the simulation, but slightly older. His face has the scars that he acquired when fighting Athen. His body now built like a model and not the muscular guy as he was before. Though he still has all of his cybernetics, it didn't change much of his appearance.
He opened his eyes and his gaze assessed the current surroundings he was in.
"This... Isn't my room. Where am I?" Said Strat as he looked around until he heard the voice of someone on the phone in the bathroom.
*First POV*
"Shit... Of all of the places I could sent to. Azathoth sent me to a woman's apartment. Well I can't stay here, might as well go no-" I said while I was interrupted by the screams of a woman.
The woman that was talking now saw me, an intruder, in her house.
"W-who are you?" Asked the woman.
I didn't answer her question and began walking out of her apartment. Right now I didn't want to deal with another woman or person asking who I am because technically I was considered dead after the fucker killed me. But soon I regretted my decision as the woman called the CCPD on my ass.
...
I now was walking on the streets of Caster City, reminiscing on the things that had happened my whole life again. But I was soon interrupted by a police car pulling up right beside me on the street.
"CCPD, fucking hell..." I whispered to myself before beginning to run away from them.
I sprinted through the crowded street path, pushing out everyone that came in my way.
"I should've wore a mask when I came into that woman's house!" I said while I ran into the alley way that was filled with homeless people.
I sprinted through the people and jumped the fence that blocked the way to the train station. I immediately brought out my pistol that was strapped under my shirt and began to load a magazine.
While I ran through the train station, I heard a voice from above.
"Oh, so you lived? Well seems like my aim was off!"
I looked up towards the sky and kept running through the train cargo boxes. I then saw that the voice came from the fucker in the helicopter.
"Fuckkk!!" I yelled as I kept running.
While I ran, I aimed my pistols towards the helicopter and began shooting.
I kept running through the cargos until I reached the tunnel that led underground. I ran and ran till I couldn't anymore.
Before long, I stopped and looked at my surroundings.
"Shit."
The surrounding area that I now stopped at was the entertainment district. I never did like the entertainment district, especially the areas near the brothels. Not that I look down on the people that do those jobs, it's just the horrendous people that enter them and abuse the women in the brothels.
I did liberate the sex workers in the brothels. But the problem was that they needed the money, so I gave them a couple hundred million to them. I also employed some of them to help me with some things. Though they did have to go through training by me.
Which meant they know how I think and how I work things out.
I walked down into the crowd that filled the entertainment district. I made a few turns until I reached a certain building.
"What the hell is this...." I said as I looked at the sign in the black door.
The sign on the door said.
Fuck off if you're not our boss
I went towards the door and knocked it a few times. The sounds weren't too loud as I didn't care if they answered.
I took a step away from the door and waited.
My face scrunched up in anger as I remembered what happened.
"How the fuck did that fucker find me.... I didn't show any signs that I was alive." I whispered to myself as the door in front of me unlocked.
I small little girl stood there in the doorway.
I squatted down to here level and patted her head. I smiled as I remembered this is one of the sex workers child.
"How are you sweetie?" I asked as I smiled at her.
"DADDY! I thought you were dead..." She said as he pounced onto me and began to hug me tightly in her small arms.
She began to cry as she kept saying daddy.
"I'm sorry..." I said to her as I picked her up into my arms.
Memories....
"Why..... Why.... WHY THE HELL DID EVERYTHING HAPPEN TO ME. I COULD'VE SAVED THEM. TELL ME WHY THE HELL..."
I could've saved them....
All of this happened into my head as I hugged the girl into my hands.
I walked towards the open door way and went to see if anyone else was home.
As I entered, I closed the door from behind leaving me and the girl in the darkness.
Azathoth.... Is this what you saw? Tell me why.... I am feeling like this?
I walked and walked until I reached a door that seemed a bit off. I knocked on the door and waited as I tried to calm down the little girl.