Detroit is the ground zero and origin city of Androids. Now its the place you have to call home. There is no choice; your betrayal of the Apex Predators had cost them a pretty paycheque, and living in a city of machines is the safest way for you to...
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The only artificial installation that Connor had ever visited was the Zen Garden. An Interface that served the purpose of reporting to Amanda and consequently - Cyberlife.
As a construct who was created by Cyberlife, Connor knew that going there would require the preparation of answers and a full review of his current progress on his case. But this?
It was nothing he could have ever prepared for. Even as Cyberlife's most advanced Prototype.
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The grass swayed with the breeze and also caught his hair as it slipped through the area. Structures of stone which lay ahead were defying all laws of physics, as the bricks at it's edges floated and levitated in their place.
It was a simulation, clearly. While the Zen Garden could emulate the weather, seasons, and a calm atmosphere to host meetings with Cyberlife; It was still within the constraints of what many would deem as 'normal'.
However these structures were beyond reality, and it tugged further at Connor's curiosity. The creativity and imagination in this design must have had some specific reason.
[ Entering: Pilot's Gauntlet. ]
Connor squinted briefly at the text which flickered in his sights, his legs having now carried him to the main path of the stone structures. The wind slowly died down, only to pick up again with gentle bursts. Upon closer inspection, a small stream of water ran on the right side of the path. He ignored it at first, only to stop when he noticed that it was running... up the footpath.
At each step that the sandstone path elevated upwards, the water would follow and splash into the air in the same fashion. Large water droplets rose and levitated in the air, sitting idle and drawing him closer to inspect them. Connor reached out and touched some of the larger floating droplets, tipping his head with fascination at how it moved with his touch. How it felt so real.
