Titans of Ages Current

Part One: Hopes and Death

"Nelly, I'm home." It is never good to tell your roommate bad news, especially when that news regards unemployment.
"I have something great to yell you! It's about your favorite bezerking, vigilante, blade-wielding terrorist."
The thud from her room said it all. She practically stumbles through the door at the call."Jack is back? "
"Yep, I passed by him on my way from work. Still the same guy you know. Insane, murderous, below your league."
Nelly always had a thing for Jack. It all started with his first visit to the IAC building. Through all the wreckage of the first attack, which I remember all too well, she was freed from incubation at Jack's hands. Ever since she's had a knight-in-shining-armor-complex about him.
It's sad her feelings fall for him. He never could commit.
"Wait, Levy.. Why are you off from work so early. Did something happen?" Her suspicion was all too clear as she cut her eyes towards me.
The jigs up. Time to come out. But discretion is key. "I may or may not have quit work, Nelly"
"May or may not? How do you may or may not quit your job as a secretary? Levy?"
I had to explain it now "Jack came for Etrius. It was the only reasonable thing to do. God, I hope Durant's okay"
Nelly looked almost overjoyed to hear it. I was about to assault her with questions right as she exclaimed "THAT MEANS JACK WILL COME FOR US!"
Oh no. How does she still remember that. Years ago Jack promised me that when he found a way to, he'd take me and Nelly to a place, a safe one, where Xio's twisted creations, and Zher's followers couldn't touch us. He said he could give us hope.
Hope doesn't have meaning anymore. Not since the squall. Not since. That reminds me, Bell needs to know.
"Nelly, let's go get Bell"
"Why does she have to know? She gives me bad feelings Levy." Her young face showing great resentment of the name. She was only fifteen when this ask started. At what age borders innocence and choice?
"Me too Nelly, but you know how she is."
We leave the abandoned apartment flat. Looking back, maybe they wouldn't have found me... The IAC, I mean... Jack never breaks a promise though.

"Logbook, Entry 1: play all." I'm at a dead end once more in my research. Perhaps a recap should prove essential to my progress...

"Year: 2187. An event only referred to as the squall caused the widespread destruction of the human population. The land was teramorphed, the skies hazened into a purple hue in the day, blue at night. The sky retains this trait today, seeming to illuminate but at night remains consistently dark as it would in normal atmospheric conditions. Several things are still pondered about the disappearance of the world's population. Foremost is the way it happened. The day of the squall, fissures opened the earth and storms brewed over cities. These storms provided conditions for unimaginable effects. Torrents of water literally pulled victims into the ground. Waves who's crest shared form with human hands. Winds that pulled people into the storms. Blizzard that froze all matter in its wake.. Only to unthaw revealing nothing in its place. Then there was the light and the birds. From the cracks erupted white light... Billions upon billions of doves transcended the fissures carrying of those who believed it to be the rapture and those who were too terrified to assume. Also, in zone areas could be seen blinding blacklight, bearing the figures that resembled wild animals. The primal-formed shades traveled in packs, abducting anyone unfortunate enough to fall into the ring of beast. When they did they merely dissipated in a screen of black mist. There were other accounts. Ones of black hooded humans dropping into the cities and using chains to pull people into the sky. Nothing could less sense, but research shows much of this accounts into the dogma of many different pantheons of religion... Christianity, Norse, Aztec, even Shintoism, and others... Perhaps on the subject of faith.. Maybe there is more to divinity than previously expected.
Excert 2: with the world more spacious than it was, endeavors to allocate resources have proven far too simple. Nowadays I have exploited robotic engineering to create drones. However they are unfinished and lack the qualities to meet productive standard I have. A man named Torpor has offered a deal with me. He makes claims staying he can improve them. It seems almost to good to be true... But he says he's a man of honor. Should that mean something?
Excert 3: The IAC had been more than generous. The new innovations Torpor assisted in my research on artificial intelligence has been phenomenal! The drones not only follow command, the are self-tasking. This allows me to continue research in perfect harmony.....
On a side note: a man named Derkeszher Zher has offered to expand my research capability. The specter he aims to exploit is beyond reason. However, he has offer to demonstrate his work for me in the future. In a week perhaps.
Entry 4: years have passed since the change of hand with the IAC ownership. I cannot determine the long-run effect of my tensions with the new founders, but Zher's research, although being orthodox, left me in wonder about the extent of their prowess. The drone that Zher constructed seems particularly exemplary. It manages to retain logic and reasoning, display personality traits such as lines and dislikes, and even goes as for to understand theoretical and relative concept. Further analysis is required to understand it, but it is a boon to my projects to finally have a second intelligent being too converse with. The only things I cannot fathom, is why it constantly request to know it's name. Whenever I give it one, it denies me and asks me again... Perhaps it desires a specific one.
Entry 5: conversing with Zher's drone has raised my awareness to even more puzzling issues about the squall... Primarily with names... My name is Bell, but how long have I been called that? I recollect no indication of an identity before the squall. In fact it wasn't until I met Zher that I was given a name... After initializing plans with the drone, we are making an expedition across the globe. The goal will be to research current human behaviors... But perhaps an alternative is viable....
Every 6: it's been a year since I sent the drives out to scour the planet for life... It seemed unfavorable add I failed to find any sentient life. It wasn't until Zher's drone suggested I build an energy reader. Setting it to a certain frequency could find the radiation levels given of by humans. I could locate and graph the human populations....
On a personal note, I need to observe the drone better.... Much time has passed since it's development but not once has it required any additional energy for operation.
Entry 7: after careful analysis, I have estimated 200 million people still remain on earth.. These readings haven't changed for months... Maybe I should reconnect with the IAC... They'll know what's going on..
Note: six of my drones went down miles away from the IAC office... Readings show incredible amounts of energy from a single lifeform.
Entry 8: Xio's research proved insightful. The IAC has high hopes for humanity, and have taken measures to prevent the population from dwindling by spreading a chemical on the site that inhibits aging.. A catalyst will be released to counter the affect once Xio's research is completed. Until most bodily cycles remain constant.. Except for reproduction.. On my previous research, I have uncovered that 80% of earth's current populants currently exhibit very low intellectual property... None actually know their own names.. However in the same proximity the drones from weeks ago were taken, two girls were found. I have organized a meeting between the three of us. They seem to carry the qualities of intelligent individuals....
Entry 9: I have made a routine of meeting with the two girls, who go by the self appointed names of Levy and Nelly. Intriguingly enough, Levy shows signs of pregnancy, but only in her girth. Upon X-ray I discovered the remains of a unborn child. Reasonably enough the cause of death is most likely the result of the inhibitors in the atmosphere, stopping the child's development. The bizarre thing.... It reads it's own energy.. It's like it's a living thing.... An excellent question though... Why I haven't I seen other reports of pregnancy. I'm fact, disease, war, and famine have substantially decreased with the population. The people that remain seem hallow, save quite a few individuals like Levy. I will study this girl further. ...
Recently a strange word has been on my tongue but I cannot quite utter it or decipher it's full pronunciation..
Entry 10: Levy's physical form seems completely dependent upon her levels of anxiety. Probing deeper into her situation, I stumbled across something remarkable: the anger she feels towards the world due to her unborn child causes intense mutations. Her intense rambling about another individual, the child's father perhaps? Either way the form she took was on par with what solve ancient text and scripture called the leviathan... This world is suddenly more interesting... I yet to see her since our encounter but drones have revealed her location. She is hiding in an abandoned apartment flat 60 miles from the IAC clinic.... Speaking of which, I am finally glad to have severed my ties with the Xio-Zher, as they call themselves now... They were a very good resource, but of little use now. In fact I'm surprised they haven't sender l sent the alphas to hunt me down.... Regardless I must go.. I have begun one final project before I depart with Belaphegor.......
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