Desolate Expedition

Chapter 4: Self-Actualization

He didn't know how long it has been since he woke up.

He didn't have the will to get up.

Something about the snippets of memories had made his mental state at an all time low, dried streaks of tears stained his cheeks as it trailed down to his chin.
Indicating that he had been crying for quite some time.

The words echoed in his mind like a freight train with malicious intent, he could FEEL what could be felt from those words.

Pure.

Utter.

Disappointment.

He doesn't know why he feels this way for someone he knew little about.

But a part of his mind yearn for their praise.

His soul, seethe upon the words echoing within his being, his body reacting the same as fury started to overwhelm the sadness transpiring within the confines of his mind.

He seethe.

Now, he'll cope.

Sitting straight up, he looked upon the vast ocean of magma that now surrounds him, it would be so easy to just.. jump. What was the point? His mind recoiled at the thought, eyes widening as a result.

A deep grimace lay upon his face. A familiar feeling of suicidal thoughts emerge from the depths of his existence.

He knew not why it's familiar, both his mind and soul.

Both of them has.. experience around the subject.

". . Let's go find something first."

Deciding that the smart move is to focus on finding any signs of life or at least, records to gain answers to what happened. He continued on to walk across the path surrounding by the scorching heat of magma, the heat not bothering him that much.

A mystery he doesn't know why, whatever it is he does not like the cold.

Along the way, he was met with a cart. Having a labeled called 'Nicecream.' It's somewhat destroyed now, possibly attacked judging by the fact that a few spears was stuck in it.

He hoped that the vendor at least got out.

He searched within the cart for anything valuable but all he got were a bunch of letters saying nice things.

'A small smile can make your day.'

'You are you, that's enough.'

'Aw you're cute.'

'You'll be having a Good day today!'

Honestly, a bunch of these made him smile lightly at the nice things.

He needed that.

"Shame there's no more nice creams."

He sighed. Placing one G onto the cart's rim as a sort of payment for the uplift in spirits before he send himself out.

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Along the path, he is met with many things really.

The robots and droids that exist here were broken beyond repair.

Several weapons lodged into the ground or inside of them, whatever happened here was a butcher beyond belief.

"It's like someone had snapped.."

Observing the small battlefield in front of him, he couldn't help but shiver. Whoever did this was violent beyond belief, the robots were torn to bits, their bodies torn to scraps and wires along with the weapons that laid ownerless within the field of torn metal and discarded weaponry. Strangely there's no bodies of monster around, you would expect to find multiple carcasses here with such a battle occuring?