It has been four days since the underwater facilities were completed. The newly built underwater complex will not only serve as a refuge but also as a crucial advance in my plan.

With the factory, improved and updated using the information I stole from Millenium, now rising majestically in the depths. However, there is something that worries me: if by any chance I come across Yuuka, she must not find out about this under any circumstances. If she does, my second death will be certain, and this time there will be no coming back.

Personal Note* If I happen to meet her, I should give her something she likes and accompany it with an anonymous apology note. It's not entirely out of guilt—well, maybe a little—but also because I know she must be working extra hours at the seminar because of me.

Setting that aside, in addition to the factory, which is now four times larger than Chesed's, I have built a medical wing using technology I stole from various schools. I have also erected a laboratory for my experiments and, why not, a recreational area. I know what you're thinking, but anyone in my position would have done the same. Although I can't afford to play right now, who knows? Maybe in the future, I'll need a distraction to keep my sanity.

If I had to compare the size of this complex, I would say its extent in kilometers is similar to that of Russia. I think I might have gone a bit overboard, *tee hee*. But it's not because I want to build a giant mecha or something like that... not at all.

Anyway, the new base is ready, and I have already transferred my main body to these facilities. The decoy is in place at the old base, waiting to catch any unsuspecting individuals.

Moving a giant sphere of at least 5 meters in diameter and weighing the equivalent of five Yuukas was no easy task. I had to bribe several people with money I stole from Rio, just to make sure no one suspected anything.

What? Don't look at me like that! She embezzles funds and built a city without anyone noticing; she can handle me stealing a few million credits from her personal bank account. Besides, she tortured Toki with that infernal training to turn her into her servant. She's no saint. On the other hand, I must be grateful that Kaya is busy with SRT and Valkyrie. Without that distraction, it wouldn't have been possible to register some robots as escort forces and disguise this as a hazardous waste disposal operation. I must remember to thank her...

Maybe with a thousand lashes for being such a corrupt politician?

I want to believe I was completely stealthy in this operation, but in case someone suspects, I left carefully placed clues to direct their attention to Kaiser Corp, Kaiser PMC, Kaiser Industries, and Kaiser Loan.

Ah, corruption... how thrilling it is to set traps for others to fall into while I remain in the shadows!

One moment... Am I becoming Machiavellian since I reincarnated?

I blame this robotic body! Literally.

As far as I can remember, the goal of the 10 prophets is to see the world burn. As for me... I just want things not to go wrong. I don't want to be a villain, but I'm not interested in being a hero either. I just prefer that everything proceeds without disasters.

On another note, as I continue adjusting the final details of the incubator, an unsettling doubt settles in my mind. If my calculations are correct, the transfer should begin in a few hours. But the price to pay is high: during the entire process, I will be unconscious, lost in darkness for at least a week.

I can't deny the terror the idea of falling into unconsciousness provokes me, knowing there's a possibility I might not wake up again. What if, by transferring to the new body, I cease to be myself? Will I be someone else, with my memories, but in a new form?

The ancient Ship of Theseus paradox torments me. I used to consider it a philosophical nonsense, but now, here I am, facing a full-blown existential crisis.

If I change bodies, will I still be myself, or will I be just a shadow, an echo of what I was? I should stop being philosophical for the sake of my mental health, but the question still lurks in the back of my mind.

Another concern I can't ignore is that while I am unconscious, I will depend solely on the security systems I designed. Will they be robust enough in case I am discovered? Will my robots remain loyal, or when I power down, will the old Chesed rise again, seeing me as a threat?

Let's hope everything goes well.

I said, observing through the cameras at the incubation capsule, where a small semi-organic embryo was already floating. A new body, a new life... if everything goes well.

I had already modified all the genetic material to ensure it is a male body. I've said it before, but I refuse to accept a gender change. Not to mention that I have also enriched the DNA so that the body forms at a breakneck speed, reaching the development equivalent to a 16-year-old.

The inorganic part, which was the most complicated, will be built using nanotechnology while the body forms, ensuring everything develops correctly. In theory, this should work.

I hope so. Although I still have deep uncertainty about what might happen, I can't backtrack now. I've come too far, and the risk of not knowing when or how the story will begin is too great. Worse, I can't help but wonder if my presence has already altered something.

I want to ignore the worst-case scenarios, but my mind keeps running simulations, imagining all possible outcomes. It's ironic how a story that was supposed to be "happy and healthy" is fraught with so many threats that could end it all overnight!

Anyway, the transfer should start any moment now.

In the lab, where the incubation capsule is located, the main core of Chesed is ready. Connected to the capsule with numerous cables, I have taken all precautions to avoid any risk of information loss by using a physical connection instead of the network.

Floating panels emerge around, showing the transfer process. Lines of code rush across the screens. But this isn't just code; it's a digitized soul, the essence of who I was, being slowly transferred to a new body.

As Takumi begins to lose consciousness, slipping into a deep sleep, he makes one last promise: he will wake up.

Although his mind falls into unconsciousness, memories begin to emerge from the shadows of his mind.

Memories of his first birthday, the time he fought someone who tried to intimidate him, and the occasion when his mother scolded and at the same time praised him for knocking out a boy who could turn into steel, a boy who used his ability to intimidate him.

Happy days also parade before him, like the moment he discovered his powers or the time he found a winning lottery ticket on the street. The joy was so pure, so innocent.

But there are also dark days, like when his father disappeared without a trace, right on his tenth birthday. And the worst of all, a few months ago, when his mother died from overwork. It was before he awakened his special ability, and at that time, he had ignored his emotions, locking them deep inside.

After his mother's death, he continued attending classes, but something had changed in him. His grades began to drop, his interest in studying waned, and suddenly, he immersed himself more and more in the world of video games, accompanied by countless cans of energy drinks. Reality became something to escape from, and soon, he started abusing his particular ability, using his skill to control electronic devices without anyone noticing—stealing money, falsifying information, and even once setting a false meteorite alert. At school, he always tried to maintain an appearance of normalcy while everything around him crumbled.

He just moved on because he didn't know what else to do. But inside, he knew he would have to face that loss sooner or later, the sadness of being left alone in the world.

Although he had some friends in class, he told them everything was fine and they didn't need to worry. None of them knew how to react, and he simply pretended that everything was okay.

But at that moment, when all those memories began to surface, he saw his entire life flash before his eyes, from his earliest conscious memories to the last moments before he died. Before falling into unconsciousness, he realized a harsh truth he had tried to ignore over the past year.

"I see... I feel alone." That thought arose in his mind as he sank completely into the darkness, closing his eyes before falling further into the void.

But

For some reason, despite being alone, he felt as though someone was accompanying him. Someone kind-hearted, someone who wouldn't let him get lost in the darkness of his mind. Even though he knew it was probably just his imagination.

But at that moment, he allowed himself to accept the warm embrace of that unknown presence, clinging to that imaginary comfort to ease his loneliness. He allowed himself the illusion of a warm and protective hug until he finally fell into the deep sleep of Morpheus.

His last thought before losing complete consciousness was a whisper full of longing: "I don't want to be alone in this world anymore."

And that's it. What do you think? Did you like it or was it bad? I'd like to know the honest opinion of the few who read me to know what I can improve.

I'm updating so quickly because I have the idea fresh, so please don't get used to such frequent updates. Especially when the parts involving battles begin. Well, have a good night, afternoon, or day until next time.

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