It's All Part Of a Grand Scheme, And Us, Pawns in This Endless Play

Prologue

(This half of the prologue takes place from Vacuity's POV)

The sounds of my exosuit's boots colliding with the dark sand...how grating. I look down at my chest and see my newfound emptiness exposed to the world, my exosuit was torn open, and where my heart used to be located...is nothing more than a burning pyre in its place now. My heart was lost with my strings, like some sort of odd metaphor..all that's left is to find either a new world or a way to fix this one, and find home...

The death of 017 leaves me as the last clone, the last of my family....sighing, I look away from my chest and off into the vastness of the desert. I feel like I'm on a different planet, the blueish grey sand and the night sky creates that otherworldly feeling. Off in the distance beyond the dunes I can see....something, red and moving

Hm, what to do? Approach it obviously, I've nothing to lose and anything is better than nothing now. I hurry my pace to the red thing, and I can clearly make features out. About chest height with me, looks feline in nature....somewhat, and has a dark spot around one of it's eyes with a scar across said eye as well. That's an odd looking spear it has.

Its gaze focuses on me, lets hope that it isn't hostile, I don't want to have to fight and potentially kill anyone today.
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(Artificer's POV for this half)

Where am I? Everything smells different, it's cold, dim. I grip my spear tighter, and look around....I don't like it here, I feel exposed. Huh!? What's that noise!? I whirl around, and see a.....thing, not a scavenger walking to its death....it's too upright, and so odd looking. It stopped a distance from me and stared, suddenly I could hear its voice in my mind.

"I apologize, miss, for not speaking traditionally," He, it's a he. "I am mute, now....are you lost?"

The voice fades away, I stare, not completely understanding parts of what he said.....part of me wants to fight this thing, but a smaller...older part of me doesn't....don't think about them, it hurts to think of them. I clear my thoughts, then nod after a few minutes, I am admittedly lost.

"Well, I know the way to a more pleasant location with less sand," An odd hollow sort of grunting noise follows before he speaks again. "Well, at least it was pleasant awhile ago, I haven't been there in a long time."

He gestures for me to follow as he walks past me, I follow this odd creature....from a distance of course, incase he attacks. I'll tolerate it...him for now, but the sooner he's done leading me, the better....maybe.
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Lore stuff:

Vacuity's Exosuit: The Mark I Bubble Cryostasis and Survival Exosuit was made during the early days of purity element based cryogenic technology. Made with the purpose of protecting the body from any potentially unknown side effects the clone may experience in case of cryo failure and any dangers it may find out in the world.

It's outfitted with a thick but well fitted one piece jumpsuit, lined with polyethylene, reinforced with a tungsten alloy on the chest, thighs, forearms, groin, feet and shins. It has a small exoskeleton on the limbs, and back, to help with movement incase of encumbrance or injury.

The bubble part comes from the headgear, the inner layer is a skintight polyethylene hood which protects any exposed locations from chemicals. The outer layer is a full head visored helmet that's polarized and reinforced with tubes running along the bottom of it and connect to two compartments with one at the front and one at the back, the tubes are part of a rebreather utilizing genetically modified zoo plankton in the back compartment whilst the front compartment filters the water, air, and carbon dioxide.

WARNING: This suit was not made with prolonged combat in mind