Chapter. 2
Connar stood in his cell, looking around for anything he could use to breakout. He turned to the door when he heard footsteps on metal getting closer.
The cell door opened, letting a man in a tan trench coat and blue hair walk in. This one didn't wear the big visor, letting Connar see his orange eyes. "Scan compete. Confirming utopedia data match... Confirmed. Cell occupant in an officially registered sinner belonging to this panopticon."
"Stupid machines." Muttered Connar.
"Initiating self-introduction protocol... Greetings, I am your accessory. I shall be your constant companion. It is a pleasure to meet you."
"Sawd off."
"Preparing to launch education initiative... Commence operation?"
"Fine, if it'll get me outside."
A loud beep came from the accuracy. "You are a sinner. You are guilty of the most serious infringement of the people's charter: being an unproductive drain on resources. For this crime you have been sentenced to one million year of penal servitude."
"Funny, you get a million year sentence for existing!"
"You will not be free until you have served or worked off this sentence in it entirely." Connar punched the accessory but it caught his hand, the accessory shoved Connar against the wall, pinning him with its arm on his chest. "You are required to make amends for your crimes. Until you have done so, you will not be grated freedom."
Connar looked at all the cameras in the top corners of the cell then back to the accessory. "You are not permitted to escape. You are not permitted to take your own life. You are not permitted to refuse to serve your panopticon. You are not permitted to sleep lying down. You are not permitted to speak of or think about the future. You are not permitted to do anything you have not been explicitly granted the right to do. I am required to subject you to continuous surveillance in order to ensure that you do not violate these, or any other, rules."
The accessory released Connar and stepped back. "Welcome to the panopticon."
"You mean welcome to hell." Connar straighten out his jacket. "You want me to fight in your pointless, endless war right? Then let's get started."
"You will now be transferred to the training facility. Be aware that code 1 sinners are permitted visual stimulation beyond the walls of their cells and the field of battle." The accessory handed Connar a visor.
"You're kidding me, right?" The machine stared at him. "Thought so." The new sinner took the item and put it on.
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After some blind waking Connar was lead to the training ground, there the accessory put two black cases on his back and a red spiked rope on his right arm. "These are your will'o cases and thorn. The cases are used to store your weapons and any you find in the field, your thorn will help you move around."
"Don't I feel special?" A door opened and Connar walked in.
When Connar heard his accessory say go je took off in a dead run, the first room held nothing so he just dashed to the other side. In the next room there was a small wall, Connar jumped over it and moved to the next.
This time he was boxed in by a ten feet tall wall in front of him and on both sides of him the walls looked to be three times higher. The accessory started talking about the thorn but Connar jumped at the wall before him.
He planted his foot on it and kicked to get higher and grabbed the ledge, pulling himself up. Once on top Connar saw the rest of the room was lower and apart from a couple of pillars, empty.
On the other side Connar could see the lighr from the next behind another wall. He jumped off and rolled into a landing, dashed to the next wall and did the samerthing to get to the other side.
The room had only a few boxes in the center, looking in the Connar found some grenades, adrenaline pills, and some ammo. He grabbed it all and moved on.
The next door opened and Connar saw a red humanoid pointing an assault rifle at him. Connar hid beside the door, waiting for the bullets. When nothing happened he spied inside, then stepped into the open but it just stood there.
Connar waved his hand over his will'o cases and an assault rifle appeared in his hands, Connar walked toward the red dummy, shooting it till it dropped to the floor.
The sinner spun around to find two more of the dummies and shot them down as well. Connar reloaded his gun and moved on.
Connar found the last room, inside the dummies were spread out on different heights and behind cover. Connar aimed carefully, get a head shot on each kill.
A siren went off as a sigh that the training was finished. "Education compete, please return here." Connar signed and walked all the way back.
On his return an accessory with a visor was waiting for him. "Twenty years have been worked off of your sentence."
"Goody, maybe I'll get somewhere in twenty years at this rate."
The accessory held its hand out. "Hand over the adrenaline pills and any donations."
"What?"
"You found resources that you are not permitted to keep. Refusal to donate them will extend your sentence." Explained Connar's accessory
Connar gave the visor accessory the pills along with the spare ammo he found. "This donation will take another eighty years off your sentence."
"Better than the training? Whatever gets me out faster?" Another door opened and Connar was more than happy to get away from the lifeless machines.
At the end of the hall Connar winded up in a room with an abductor. It was a basic biped type without any weapons, it stood there not doing a thing.
Connar used his thorn to throw a cord at the abductor's shoulder and pull himself to it. Connar held on and began shooting the head till he was out of ammo. The sinner waved his gun over the will'o cases and it changed to a bent short sword.
He then stabbed into the shoulder and pry it off, Connar jumped off the abductor to see his handy work. The abductor's neck guard was gone and the metal parts of its arm wre on the ground, just a blob of will'o goo hung from its where its arm was.
Half a clip into the head and Connar brought the machine down. Connar watched the abductor explode then move on. In the next room he found another abductor this time the will'o container in the machine's chest held someone in it.
Connar grappled to the abductor's chest and stabbed it, he slowly cut it open till person inside fell into his arms. Connar kicked off the abductor, carrying the person to the platform behind the abductor. "You okay?" He asked to only find this too was a dummy.
With the dummy civilian in the capsule Connar jumped on the machine's back and severed its spine to finish it.
The siren went off in the room, followed by his accessory's voice. "Education compete, please return to your cell."
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Back in the cell Connar just sat down before his accessory spoke up. "Education initiative compete. You are now entitled to undertake regular operations."
"So I earned the right to work, nice to know I have to earn freedom to work to get freedom. God damn slave drivers all of you."
"An operation has just become available, you are encouraged to sign up."
"Why am I even talking to you?" Connar rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Yes sign me up! Any excuse to see the outside."
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