Joshua standing on new land fully covered in metal, overlooking streets below and found no life other than tall pillars he presumed to be buildings.
Excited to learn what this world would offer.
He explored the surroundings but nothing but the same things metal pillars that are arrange uniformly.
"Is there anyone out there?" he called out into the vast metal expanse, his voice echoing off the gleaming surfaces. The silence was so profound it was almost deafening, not a single creature or sound of life could be heard.
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Unknown Underground Base
[LIFE DETECTED]
[SCANNING]
[BIPEDAL ORGANISM]
[CHECKING STORED DATA FOR ANY SIMILARITIES]
[CONFIRMED DATA]
[ERROR HUMAN EXTINCT]
[PROCEEDING ENSLAVEMENT]
[SENDING LOW LEVEL WORKER DROIDS TO COMBAT LOW LEVEL HUMAN]
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As he ventured deeper into the land, his footsteps resonating off the metal ground, he couldn't shake the feeling of being observed.
He stopped abruptly, his heart pounding, and scanned the area, his eyes darting from one towering structure to another. There was nothing but the endless sea of metal, reflecting the dull glow of the light above.
The eerie quiet was suddenly broken by a soft, rhythmic ticking that grew louder with every passing second. It was coming from a large, cylindrical building in the distance.
He approached the building with caution, the ticking growing into a crescendo that seemed to pulse in time with his own heartbeat.
The metal was cool to the touch, and it vibrated faintly under his fingertips as if alive with some hidden energy.
The doors of the building slid open without warning, revealing an inner chamber filled with rows of dormant droids, their eyes glowing a soft blue.
The sight was overwhelming, and for a moment, he contemplated retreating. Yet, something pulled him in, a curiosity that outweighed his fear.
Since most world he visited was mostly backward and mystical he got curious to see a different theme. Maybe even own this place seeing there are no one here.
He took a step closer, his breath hitching as the droids' eyes began to flicker and turn red. The ticking grew louder, and the droids stirred, their metallic limbs clanking against the floor as they powered up.
[Human Detected] a robotic voice boomed from an unseen speaker. The droids sprang to life, their red eyes locking onto Joshua.
He backpedaled, his eyes wide with terror, but they advanced steadily, their movements precise and unrelenting.
He curse himself for being stupid and thinking of owning this robots, he noted to himself to be prudent. Looking at this droids glowing red eyes he knew they are not friendly of him being here.
Joshua's instincts took over. He sprinted through the maze of metal streets, his heart racing as the droids gave chase.
Their footsteps were like thunder behind him, each step resonating through the ground and up into his bones. He could feel their heat on his neck, the glow of their eyes reflecting off the buildings as they gained on him.
He spotted an alley between two structures and darted into it, hoping to lose his pursuers.
The alley was narrow, and the droids' bulky forms struggled to fit. He heard the clanging of metal against metal as they forced themselves through, their determination unwavering.
He didn't dare look back, focusing instead on finding a way out of the dead end that seemed to loom before him.
Joshua's chest tightened as the alley grew narrower, the walls closing in around him. The ticking grew louder, a cacophony in his ears that seemed to match the rhythm of his own panicked breaths.
He skidded to a halt, his heart sinking as he realized he had made a terrible mistake. The alley was indeed a dead end, with a towering metal wall blocking his path. He had been herded into a trap.
As he spun around, his eyes widened in horror.
The droids had formed a semi-circle at the entrance, their red eyes gleaming menacingly. He was surrounded, with no escape in sight. The ticking grew to a deafening roar, the air thick with tension and the smell of ozone from their charging systems.
With a surge of adrenaline, Joshua reached for his Qi sniper rifle, feeling its familiar weight in his hands.
He took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the droids for any sign of weakness. As they began to advance, he fired off a series of precise shots, each bullet a concentrated burst of energy that pierced through the metal exoskeletons. The droids dropped one by one, their parts clattering on the ground as they deactivated.
The air was filled with the hiss of Qi bullets and the metallic thud of droids falling, but the sheer number of them was overwhelming.
He knew he couldn't hold them off with the rifle alone. With a swift motion, he slung it over his back and drew his sword, its blade crackling with his own Qi energy. The droids, seemingly unfazed by the loss of their kin, continued their relentless approach.
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Joshua's training kicked in, and he began to weave and dodge, his sword a blur of light as it sliced through metal and circuitry. Each strike sent sparks flying, the smell of burning metal filling the alley. The droids closed in, their arms transforming into an assortment of deadly tools – saws, drills, and claws. He ducked and rolled, his Qi-infused blade carving through the air, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
[ERROR COMBAT LEVEL OF TARGET HIGHER THAN IN THE DATA]
[SEARCHING DATA]
[DATA NOT FOUND]
[ANOMALY RECORDED]
[SENDING TIER ONE COMBAT ANDROID TO SUBDUE AND ENSLAVE]
As joshua fight hordes of droids he is starting to get tired when suddenly he spotted a black android slightly larger than what he is currently fighting. This one seems to be more powerful than the rest and is charging at him with a malicious intent, its eyes glowing a deep crimson.
The black droid's body was sleeker, with more defined lines and a sense of purpose that the others lacked. Its movements were fluid and deadly, unlike the clunky, mechanical motions of the lesser droids.
Joshua braced himself as the black android reached him, his sword at the ready.
The droid lunged, its claws aiming for his chest.
He sidestepped with surprising agility, the claws missing him by a hair's breadth.
The android's momentum carried it past him, but it quickly pivoted, its claws slicing through the air.
Joshua brought his sword up to block, the sound of metal on metal ringing through the alleyway. The force of the blow sent him staggering back, the vibrations from the impact shooting up his arms.
The black droid held back, using only enough strength to keep him on the defensive. It was clear that it didn't intend to kill him, but rather to capture him intact.
This realization brought a new level of horror to the situation. He was not just fighting for survival; he was fighting against his own potential enslavement.
Joshua's mind raced as the droid's claws clashed against his sword, sparks flying with each strike. He needed a strategy, a way to outsmart his opponent.
He was thinking of retreating and teleporting away when suddenly the combat droid made a move of him.
The black droid was too fast, its movements a blur as it closed the distance between them. Before he could react, its hand was around his neck, squeezing tightly. The grip was cold, unyielding, the very essence of the mechanical world that surrounded him.
Joshua felt the ground disappear from under him as he was slammed into the mass of droids that had caught up. His breath was forced out of his lungs, and for a moment, everything went dark.
Panic set in as he felt his arms and legs being pinned down, metal claws digging into his flesh. The lesser droids held him fast, their grips unrelenting as the black android loomed over him. It held out a device in its other hand, a chip with four pairs of sharp, serrated legs. The legs unfolded with a series of clicks, revealing their deadly intent.
This was no ordinary droid; it was designed to incapacitate and capture, not just destroy.
Joshua struggled, his Qi surging within him.
He had to get free before the chip was inserted.
His eyes searched for an opening, a way to break free, but the droids had him tightly secured.
The black android bent down, bringing the chip closer to his neck, and he could see the gleeful anticipation in its crimson eyes.
The chip's legs began to dig into his skin, piercing the flesh with a cold, metallic bite. The pain was immediate, searing through his body as the alley's light faded to black around the edges of his vision.
He gritted his teeth, refusing to give them the satisfaction of hearing him scream. The chip was designed to interface with his nervous system, to control him, to turn him into nothing more than an extension of their will.
With a roar of defiance, Joshua channeled every last bit of his Qi into his body. His muscles bulged and his eyes flashed with a fiery determination.
In a sudden burst of power, he broke free from the droids' grasp, sending them flying in all directions.
The black combat droid took a step back, surprised by the sheer force of his escape.
Joshua didn't waste a second. He reached for the Qi pistol at his side, gripping it firmly in his hand. He took aim at the black droid, the chip's legs still lodged in his neck, and squeezed the trigger.
A bolt of energy shot from the gun, hitting the droid's chest plate and creating a spiderweb of cracks that grew and spread rapidly.
The droid stumbled back, releasing him as it tried to assess the damage. The chip's legs remained embedded in his neck, but the pain was distant now, drowned out by the roar of his own power.
Joshua leapt into the air while opening a crack in space as the chip tried to borrow deeper.
He knew if his body is gone he would still live as a higher dimension entity but would be stuck here in between dimension for eternity.
In panick he felt the chip trying to enslave him, Joshua's thoughts raced as he stumbled inside the crack daring not to get out, his hand reaching up to the device lodged in his neck.
The pain was intense, but he knew he couldn't let it win. He had to find a way to turn the situation around. The technique [Blood and Spirit Attachment] popped into his mind, a risky but potentially powerful move that could save him.
Joshua took a deep breath and focused his immense Spirit Q especially in this place where his true soul lies, trying to calm the storm of fear and adrenaline.
He visualized his energy flowing through his body and into the chip, wrapping around the metallic legs as they attempted to burrow into his brain.
He could feel the alien technology resisting, but he didn't let up. He chanted under his breath, a spell that would bond his spirit with the invasive mechanism.
The chip began to warm under his touch, the cold metal giving way to a burning sensation that spread through his neck. He clenched his teeth, his eyes squeezed shut, and the world around him swirled into a kaleidoscope of colors.
[ERROR]
[ANOMALY DETECTED CONFORMING VIRUS DETECTED]
[INITIATING SELF DESTRUCTION...FAILED]
[ERASING ALL FILES RECORDED... COMPLETE]
He don't know how long he had taken to refining this chip but dare not stop or else he would be eternal damn in this place.
His lips dry and stomach growling as he continue to use [Blood and Spirit Attachment] on the chip and he felt a change.
The chip's legs started to tremble and shift, changing shape before his eyes. They grew longer and thinner, morphing into something more organic, more akin to the whips of a willow tree. His spirit energy flowed into the metal, taming it, reshaping it into a form he could control.
The pain in his neck began to recede, replaced by a strange, almost exhilarating sensation.
His soul, weakened by the initial insertion, started to mend and grow stronger with every passing moment.
It seems in this place he can quickly heal the damages sustained from using [Blood and Spirit Attachment], happy from this discovery that he believe that unlike others who needed a long time to heal and able to only get at least 2-3 spirit weapon in life, he on the other hand would have as many as he want.
Joshua felt a new power surge through him as the chip transformed into his spirit weapon, the power he felt is different from instantly gaining something but rather improvement of the quality of the spirit instead.
It was as if he had upgraded his mind that is like a civilian computer to a high tech super computer.
