Glass: A hard, brittle substance, typically transparent or translucent.

E.g. The glass was their only restraint.

Wall: A thing regarded as a protective or restrictive barrier.

E.g. They needed to tear down this wall without damaging it.

"I knew I was safe behind this screen at first, but after some time, I started to despise it."

"If only this barrier between us would disappear. This glass wall."

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"Kagamine-san, this will be the last round required for Project CV02," the man in the white lab coat said. Known as Manami Haruto, he was a renowned scientist and inventor, and was currently working on a project to develop AI, otherwise known as Artificial Intelligence.

"Only your emotions are left - we will continue the analysis for another three days in order to correct any mistakes we might have made.."

The blond in the seat nodded in understanding. There was a neurocranial transmitter sitting on his head, with wires attached to a very large machine beside him. Haruto's research team had come up with a way to analyze one's thoughts, behaviour trends, opinions, emotions, reactions, and memories, turning it into an interactive AI which would then be turned into a binary code.

It was a lot to do, but the group had managed to complete most of the project in the past year.

Haruto indicated to his team to turn on the equipment. For a moment, there were only sounds of switches flipping, machines whirring to life, and the usual series of beeps.

A young brunette sat in the corner on a spinning chair, an open book covering her face.

"Hikari-san!" The young woman snapped out of her slumber when Haruto sharply called her name.

"H-hai!" The clumsy intern quickly got to her feet, forgetting about the wires on the floor near where she sat. She accidentally tripped on one of them, stumbling forward as her arms stretched outwards to find some form of support.

It happened all in less than a second.

Hikari Akame's right hand bumped against a lever, the one used to control the intensity of the signal waves to read Len's brain waves, and it switched from level three to level five.

Even though it was simply a matter of two levels, the blond in the chair let out a scream of agony, his body contorting violently, startling everyone in the room as Akame tried to switch the lever back to level three.

But the damage had been done; the teenager sitting in the chair had gone motionless, the readings not picking up any sign of brain activity.

"Kagamine-san!"

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A lot of stuff happened after that. A minister of the government heard about the failed project and how an innocent human being had died from it, and after a long meeting, the government officials decided to shut it down.

Despite that, Haruto's team were unwilling to abandon the project they had spent so much time on. Some felt they had worked very hard for this revolution; a couple commented that the project could still progress as Len's "consciousness" was practically downloaded into the binary world; the rest felt that it would be as if Len's death was for nothing if they simply abandoned the project there and then.

However, the sensible ones in this group of people knew they would be facing charges if the government found out that they were still continuing a project they had clearly shut down, hence the most likely solution would be to hand this project over to another person and hope that he or she would be able to complete it.

The team was busy packing up their belongings in order to leave the laboratory. Apparently, even the site of experiment was quarantined as the chance of people discovering the equipment and continuing the experiment, which had been dubbed as "dangerous" and "too risky", was too high.

"Haruto-sama, we're leaving," a male voice called from the corridor of the vast laboratory.

"Wait a moment," the raven-haired male replied. The computer was currently uploaded all of the current binary information for the AI project onto his phone.

The moment the screen flashed "Transfer Complete", the scientist/inventor unplugged his phone and opened up the SMS application, typing in the first random mobile number that came to mind.

To: 08019652164

From: 08092101859

Dear sir/madam,

Attached is the program "CV02". It is an incomplete AI project, currently lacking in data for the category "emotions". We would like you to complete the project for us as some difficulties have come up. Please allow the program to run constantly and it would improve by itself along the way. Please do not respond to this message as it would only complicate matters further.

Thank you for your co-operation.

Haruto hoped that the recipient would be able to finish up the AI project dubbed as "CV02". That is, if the number he had keyed in even existed in the first place.

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Heya, peeps! It's Kyasarin here! Thanks for reading the Prologue of "Glass Wall"! (No I did not base this off that Miku song.)

Apparently, this was supposed to be a collab once again, but Keito is currently busy, so I typed this up myself! So, disclaimers disclaimers, which I'll skip, and this is about 750-800 words, I guess? Yeah, that's why it's the prologue, not Chapter 1.

I promise the first chapter will be longer.

Anyways, I want to see why you guys think I'm using random 1's and 0's as the time skips, even though it's pretty obvious. Any guesses?

So yeah, I'll see ya guys next time. Until then, peace out~

Kyasarin