Chapter 10: Reflection
Orval didn't sleep, he didn't have to nor did his biomec, he could become mentally exhausted, but never sleepy. So he didn't really know what to do. He had purchased two rooms as he respected Harry's privacy so he just sat down and reflected on his recent events. He had not told Harry he was dead obviously but he started to reflect on that nature of his existence and his interaction with the living. He found it hard to distinguish himself from the biomec he piloted, like when playing good game, you slip into the skin of the character in the game. In a similar way Orval had slipped into the skin of the biomec. In order to save Harry's life.
This two was strange. As death is clearly not the end nor hell but heaven a question he was wondering was why bother? It didn't make any sense. Or so you would think until you here about the split. When a human abandons humanity, as in live life with no consideration about ethics, morals or who don't bother justifying their actions. They arrive in his world in a state worse than death. They in many ways suffered far more than that they killed. So Orval was not here to save Harry he was here to save Black.
Orval's room was no better than Harry's room and he still found it hard to imagine why anyone would pay money for this room. There was no quiet either, you've got people below who seem to believe that they'd lose their voice if they shut up. Night had fallen a long time ago regardless, of how long they stayed awake. He for one had let the biomec run on its own and started to lay back on his chair. Now for his most hated part of the day, night he had nothing to do during it. Orval hated doing nothing it was boring. He then decided to pass the time studying about Voldemort the dark lord who everyone seems to have nameophobia about.
"Mac could you research everything you know about Voldemort please" he asked.
"You already know this from your training, sir" M.A.C replied, for a computer this was cheeky.
"I'm bored I need something to listen to" Orval replied.
"very well sir, Voldemort is actually a cover name for Tom Marvelo Riddle who grew up in an orphanage. He enrolled in Hogwarts and passed with O's in every subject. He then proceeded to work at Bogin and Brokes in Diagon Alley. After he quit he became unknown until his reign of terror in the wizardry war. He was then disappeared when he failed to take Harry's life. Many believe he's dead though most think he's in hiding" she explained, despite the monotone nature of its voice Orval sensed it was somehow tired of repeating this, can AI's do that? This question didn't scare Orval as much as it fascinated him, in his mind there was no reason an AI would try to kill all of humanity or anything like that. Revenge, lust for power and bitterness were purely emotional after all. But the fact that an AI was seeming more human was just exciting for Orval. As he pondered this he noticed the sun coming up. It was a new day to actually do something in it.