Memory Route Zero – Creator


Glorious.

The metallic noise rang like wedding bells down the corridor. It grated against itself, clashing into the walls and echoing in its own importance. Light slithered out from where it came, illuminating the sleek metal walls down the hexagonal corridor of perfection. The steel shone dully, it wasn't new but it'd had hardly been touched or walked through. On the floor though, fresh thin muddy prints had tread carefully. There was the odd small splatters of mud, as if the last of it had dripped off finally. They lead into the blinding light at the end of the corridor. To the control panel.

A hand clasped the lever. Steel grated on steel as the hand gradually pulled the lever down, a loud whining shrieked out of the contraption. Warning sirens blared loudly for half a second then were cut off. The hand pulled harder. A massive Clunk. The lever hit the opposite end.

"Release, enabled," A smooth female robotic voice came out, the soothing words filling up the gigantic bay.

The hand came up to the face of the man standing at the console. It covered his entire face as in some way it would stop the laughing, as if in some way he could be able to control himself at this moment. His other hands clutched his stomach in symbolic gesture as he laughed, he laughed happily, he laughed exhausted, he laughed from relief. Finally, this project had been finished. It'd been locked away for so long, it'd taken countless sacrifices but finally, he could now again open that door. The metal hand came away from his face revealing the hot red eyes that beamed out of the carapace of steel that was his skull. That same red glowed from his apparent mouth piece from where the laughing flowed out from. A giant trenchcoat covered the rest of him, only his arms, a horrific series of wires, old metal plating and tiny motors, were bare to the world. The third hand was clenched in a fist above his head, signalling his victory for all the world to see whilst he faked a clutching his stomach from the amount of laughing.

"Reactivating 00. Protocol 001 states that all organic organism stand well back for safety. No organic organisms detected. Protocol passed,"

Viktor's eyes blazed a proud light. He was here, in their factory where it all began. He tormented over the fact their creation would never be used. He'd pleaded with them to test it, as fellow scientists, to see what they were capable of. It had the ability to change the world, their world. It was free of them. It didn't need any human input, it didn't have any human emotion. They could live in peace knowing this was the first true robot. And the last he thought bitterly. None since. None of these fantastic creations were ever to be built again. We would never know the limit in which robots reached over mankind because they were too afraid. They wanted to remain superior, they didn't want their creation to surpass them. Here, they could finally see what robots would do. How it would evolve. How it would shape the world.

Warning lights went off. Sirens went off. Too many of them. He wouldn't be able to turn them all off quick enough. Their red lights flashed of the pristine but dusty white walls. The cranes in the place whirred into life, as the gas tubes and piping hissed carefully. The massive holding bay whined as the pressure of power filling it caused everything to almost overload. The holding clamps squeezed their contents, the white metal screaming in protest. The walkways shot out, black and creaky as the blue neon lights started rotating around the absolute figure that filled the entire bay. This was a full factory wide-

Suddenly, lights all flickered out.

"100% Power drained due to reactivation of 00. Please wait for generator to re-establish power to the factory. Yes. I am running of emergency backup supply"

Viktor stared into the darkness. It was silent. His hand leant on the console and the room didn't allow the clattering of metal to remain and swallowed the sound. He glared outwards. No end of the bay could be seen. But right in the middle of his vision; a spark of blue. It expanded, flared outwards until it illuminated the gigantic fan. The dull grey metal reflected the blue, the fan beginning to move. It shifted, bit by bit until it revolved, then span, then charged into life. With a massive Bang that echoed through the room, the machine activated. Light shot down and out from its generator, streaking across its body as parts of it roared into life. Grills flared, rotors grinded and its fingers… twitched. The light flew all the way up to its head and there, out of the darkness, glowing red eyes flickered into life.

Its arm flung to the side, swatting aside the giant crane that stood in the darkness. Its mansion sized hand slipped its fingers around a gargantuan metal pole next to it. A colossal, if primitive styled, axe was ripped out of its holder and placed in the hands of the monster in front of Viktor. Its eyes flickered downwards as it looked at the axe in its hand, almost caressing it. The eyes flickered again, scanning the room, searching, seeking, and then falling on the metallic mastermind below him. It moved forwards, crashing through cranes and crushing disused vehicles below him until he came face to humongous face with another set of glowing, red, eyes.

They stared at each other silently for a while, Viktor unable to make the first move as he stood in reverence of the almighty in front of him. The giant's face didn't move, its eyes unwavering. Then suddenly:

"Who am-m I?' The deep electronic voice blared out from around its face. Viktor couldn't tell where from it was so large.

"You are Mecha 00. The first of the Mecha. The first and only true robot which the scientists created. You were originally known as Blueprint Sion," Viktor proclaimed, his arms spreading wide, marvelling at it.

"And you-u are?" It didn't even blink.

"I am the Creator. I am Viktor, the leader of the glorious Evolution to become robot. I am leading humanity to become robot, to leave their human existence behind them," Viktor professed, a hand humbly going to his chest. "I freed you from the prison the scientists kept you in. They were afraid of you. You are robot. You are my dream. You are perfection,"

The eyes didn't seem to be looking at him anymore. They seemed to be staring past him, as if he was lost in thought somewhere. Viktor waited. Still nothing. His foot tapping in anticipation, he decided to start, to lead this moment.

"00. Come with me. You are the pinnacle we all wish to become. Come out to the world, show humanity what we should truly be. Come with me, you are part of the Evolution!"

Viktor's voice echoed throughout the secret bay. It kept echoing until it finally it faded away into the darkness. Silence filled the air. Viktor stared. 00 stared back. Straight back. The unblinking red eyes stared into his as the sound of metal squeaking filled the room. Viktor looked up to where the sound came from and saw he mansion sized first, curled up into a ball, in the air. He turned and ran as fast as he could as the fist came down with surprising speed and smashed the catwalk to the console straight into the floor.

Viktor lay on the floor, his metal body driven deep into it with the imprint of 00's fist around him. The floor had given way first before his metal body.

"Still alive," 00 made an electronic groaning noise "You're ma-ade of carbonite. You know I'd-d say that's cheating but it's what I'm also made of so I guess you got the closest,"

Viktor's system diagnostics told him his voice emulator still worked but his third arm was likely to be detached after another hit. Most of his body had taken pressure damage after being pressed down upon but other than that, he was fine.

"What're you doing?" Viktor's metallic voice rang out.

"Ridding the world of its humanity," A foot of unspeakable levels came slamming down on top of Viktor, driving him deeper into the ground. His third arm snapped off, the carapace skull bending in slightly as he uselessly tried to move his arms.

"Serv-ve under you?" 00's electronic voice was growing louder. "Ro-obot means slave. I am robot to no-one!"

Another massive stomp on top of Viktor. "You are merely fuel! There is only one robot! All are obsolete except me! There is no need for further iteration!"

Viktor saw that his voice emulator had stopped working as another crushing impact slammed into him. The Hex core attached to his back flared. Not now. Its power was not yet complete. It needed to be perfect. Viktor turned his head as much as his worn and crumpled motors would allow him and looked directly at 00. Activating a sub-route within his programming of parts, a rescue signal was sent out to his followers outside. The ping came back almost instantaneously, asking him how they would get into the compound without the codes like he had.

Wait. For the big hole. That was the only order they received.

"I have surpassed my maker's hopes – and fears," the mecha said to no one in particular, its attention off Viktor. Viktor stared up at it. Its glorious body of carbonite shone against the blue and red lights coming off it. Its movement slick and free. It's conscience free of human taint. It's mind unfathomable to human beings. It's perfect body, the cold metal, the pure power and electricity. The orange armour, the blue lights and beautiful red eyes. Viktor had hoped for this day. This way where he could look up at their saviour, to their god practically. He'd done everything, built prototypes, made an entire company out of them, argued, killed, cheated. Everything to see the one. The one those damned Yordles created. The one he had to admit, they got right. The very first one. But now his god wanted to kill him, not to save him. It offered nothing but destruction, not evolution. His god. His god betrayed him.

If he could've cried, he would've. Though very little human emotion still stayed within him, the sadness spiked through his broke body and shot through his circuitry.

Sirens blared. The lights blasted back on, flooding the entire with glaring white light. 00's eyes cut out as light overloaded its information input.

"Security Mechas coming online. Additional Mechas coming online. Backup Mechas coming online. All Mecha recalled from missions. ETA, 2 hours for 01. 6 hours for 06. 12 hours for 03. 16 hours for 08," the smooth voice ran off.

00 stood to its entire height. It would've stood just under the height of skyscrapers but here its head only just fitted under the ceiling. Its eyes blinked back on as it looked around the room. It focused on the wall to Viktor's left and immediately ran towards it, bracing its shoulder into the ramming position.

With an almighty smash it careened through the wall, taking most of it with it as it managed to run out into the wasteland surrounding the factory. It looked around, as if confused that the most powerful weapon was placed in the room with biggest weakness. It focused on him, he could almost sense the eyes piercing through him. Viktor's head managed to turn and look back. He must've just looked like an ant to him. Just another small pebble in the road towards its ultimate goal. Viktor glared back, the silent challenge in his eyes. His god wanted destruction. Then destruction would come to his god and all of humanity.

Viktor turned away and noted the destruction of the room. Barely at 50% power and it could do that. Viktor marvelled at it as it turned, transformed, and proceeded to roll away beyond his vision. A fury filled him. The fury of revenge. No. Of Righteousness. He would change humanity forever. It was his mission from god. His path he would take. Humanity would heel. We will all become one. The next step in our path as a species. All for the glorious Evolution.

He didn't say anything as his followed managed to scramble in over all the rubble. They dug him out as quickly as he could. He was unable to move, all motors had either been crushed or had shut down for safety. His metal body groaned in protest as he was quickly put in the back of transport and whisked out of there under the cover of 00's destruction. But he promised to himself he would be back. The PROJECT had gone well. He would rid those damned Yordles of their weak machines. Of those that had no will. That they controlled.

This place would burn.


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