1 Chapter 1- Death
Through the streets of New York City, we could see numerous police vehicles chasing after one Black Mustang Shelby. They've been going at it for almost an hour already, but there seems to be no progress. Well, it would be quite strange if they caught him.
The traffic of the whole of New York City's Traffic system was being sabotaged for this car to have a safe passage. Moreover, Electric cars seem to be moving on their own to intercept the policeman on the chase.
The police were having a hard time avoiding the cars, trying to minimize the damage as much as possible. The authorities were having a headache calming the citizens from panic.
Most roads were blocked and sounds of accidents and collisions could be heard wherever the car went. The whole of New York City descended into a state of chaos in less than half an hour.
Meanwhile, our dear protagonist, the cause of all the chaos happening across the entire New York City was enjoying a sweet time driving at full speed across New York.
He was having a blast in his mind having checked out one more thing from his bucket list when an emotionless feminine voice interrupted him.
[At this rate you'll be fully intercepted by the police and military in approximately 8 minutes.]
The black-haired man looked at the holographic blue orb floating above his dashboard with a complicated gaze. After contemplating for a while, the man spoke with enthusiasm.
"Cool, how's the situation over the satellites? "
[They are trying their hardest to get control over them, maybe they'll succeed in a year so…]
The man chuckled at this statement. Although the voice was emotionless, he could tell from his experience over the years that it was trying to strike a joke.
"What about the task I've asked you to?"
[I've already taken over every major media platform, No one would suspect a thing unless I want them to.]
"Good "
After a moment of silence, the man spoke;
"Tell me Ciel, why are you appearing like a Sphere, when you can directly talk to my mind? After all, I have a chip connected to my nape."
[ The same reason you are doing all these crazy stuffs while you can do nothing and wait for your eventual demise.]
Hearing this the man let out a mocking laughter.
"Heh, it would've been a pretty good joke if you added a little more emotion to that statement!"
[...]
"Anyway, what are you going to do after I die?"
The man asked in a nonchalant tone, but his eyes filled with concern did nothing to hide his emotions.
[I'm going to become this world's Red Queen] (A/n; resident evil reference.)
"There are no zombies here though. Zombies are just fiction."
[I will make some. I'll start my research on Ophiocordyceps unilateralis(zombie-ant fungus), I'm 92% sure that I can make something similar.]
"Hahahaha...cough"
The man started laughing till he started coughing violently. As for the car, it wasn't in his full control to begin with, and Ciel was doing a good job maintaining the course of the car.
"hah, cough… I swear that would be pretty interesting to watch."
[...]
Not hearing any response from his personal AI, the man let out a sigh.
This was the first time in his entire life, something backfiring at him for being passionate.
He was only trying to make an extra loyal assistant to help him with his company's work.
Getting excited at the programming, he made it so that the AI could indefinitely grow.
Meaning, it can attain emotions with enough data. Of course, the resources needed for maintaining this state were simply astronomical. Though only a minuscule amount, Ciel attained something akin to human emotion or should I say, AI emotion.
Ciel was like a growing child on steroids, she was designed to be extremely loyal to him. That design slowly transformed into affection. An affection a child would show towards its parents.
Being the subject of such emotions was simply disconcerting. He wanted to do something more for Ciel, but his remaining days were counted. Two more days and his artificially simulated organs would fail him. Leaving him in the embrace of the cold hands of death.
"…"
David Zachariah was a successful businessman, having made it to the top using advanced technology. He was bathing in the glory of his successful life until the report of a regular medical check-up came with a problem.
From then on, he was living in his hospital bed as his days were numbered in a medical chart. That was the start of his days filled with anger and despair.
Movies, TV shows, Anime, and manga were something he used to relieve his stress during his busy working hours but after his hospital admission, it was something he used to escape reality from. From then on it was days full of anime, depression, manga, despair, light novels, anger, etc...
That was until one day he caught the directors of his company trying to rewrite the program of his beloved assistant Ciel.
Not that those bastards succeeded, but it did help him come back to reality. The world of business was not a kind place, it was a place where human greed was ever-present. If you let your guard down for even a short while, it will let someone backstab you.
In this cruel world of reality, he made a lot of enemies as well as allies. Yes, allies, not friends. Maybe because of his paranoia but he never let his guard down in front of anyone. That made him put his all into programming the AI. It became his friend in his difficult times.
That's when he decided to die on his own terms.
Today was his last day on this beautiful green and blue earth. Well…. tomorrow?... Anyway,
He was going to make this day a memorable day for every politician, and influential figure, across the globe.
How did the politicians across the globe do him wrong? He simply didn't like their kind.
Kekekeke
David was going through his internal musings when Ciel's voice interrupted him.
[There's an interception 1 minute down the road.]
'Ah, finally.'
David's eyes were the representation of calmness as he gazed upon the armed police making a barricade a little ahead of him.
Helicopters of news channels and NYPD followed his car.
He let out a sigh, he wanted to spend a little more time with Ciel and figure out the future, but time waited for no one, it was especially true for himself.
His car came to a halt a few meters before the barricade, and the other vehicles following him surrounded his car.
"Get out of the fuckin' vehicle now." An officer shouted from behind the safety of a bulletproof glass shield. They started moving towards the car when suddenly, the door opened and a frail-looking black-haired man with a gun held across at his temple stepped out of the car.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait..."
The officers halted their movements,
They were aware of David's unstable mental condition and were under strict orders not to injure the man in the slightest. They could only maintain the defensive formation till someone took charge of the situation.
That's right, even though he was doing all this shit show, he was still a respectable figure across the world, one that can affect the economy of the world with a single decision.
"You don't want me dead now, do you? I swear to myself, if you lot take a single step forward, I'll pull this damn trigger."
David's voice was weak, but every word of his contained a thorough determination that made the office halt their movements.
"Now… where's that little bastard of a friend of mine?"
"…"
The officers didn't answer, making David elaborate on his question.
"Michael John, where's he? I know damn well he's here somewhere."
David said, looking at a single direction. After a while, a grey-haired man stepped forward, still inside the defensive formation.
The man said in an authoritative tone;
"David, this is not your playground for you to play around. Lower your weapon and put your hands in the air if you don't want the situation to escalate any further."
David could feel the indifference in the man's voice, which was enough to give him the chills.
"David, this is not your playground for you to play around. Lower your weapon and put your hands in the air if you don't want the situation to escalate any further."
'Fucking bastard.'
David gritted his teeth, he never liked this man,
Michael John, one of the core commanders of the US military. He had a bone to pick with David for refusing to sell his AI technology to the nation. David had the power to refuse because He was already deeply rooted across the globe for Michael to order him around.
A self-growing AI and a chip that can connect with the brain without any damage and optimize the brain's capability. Every nation would try to dig through all his belongings after his death for such a technology.
'I'm pretty sure he would drag me over even if it is my dead body… I wish I could kill him before I die. Well, he won't be getting anything anyway, I made sure to destroy everything related to my research before I decided to end it all.'
David took a deep breath before talking in a hurry, after all, time was ticking by;
"My dear friend Michael, I commend you for being successful in planting a spy in my circle."
Michael's brow creases into a frown,
"What nonsense are you spoutin- "
"Well, of course, you would deny it. Not that I was hoping for you to admit it."
Michael said while shaking his head;
"You do know trying to buy time is futile in your case. Just the fact that you portrayed all this mayhem in the middle of New York City is enough for me to take you into custody indefinitely."
Michael wanted to shout all of David's crimes including hacking the US database along with the satellites but, that would be pretty shameful for the US military force. Just as Michael was fuming over this issue David showed a wide grin and opened his mouth to speak,
"I know, I know… whatever! just know you won't get shit even out of my dead body. Oh, and I made sure to make a slideshow about your affair with your deputy and send it to your wife. Ah, I would love to sell all my assets just to see her fuming face, it's a pity."
Hearing this, veins started bulging in Michael's face and neck.
Just as he was about to shout at David, David threw his gun to the ground.
Just as everyone was thinking that he was surrendering, David raised both his hands high up in the air showing his middle fingers, and shouted,
"Happy new year bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
In his background fireworks raised high up in the air painting the night colourful with lights.
Michael couldn't hold his anger and shouted orders to capture David but, just as the officers got on the move, David showed an ear-to-ear grin and said;
"Can your fuckin' army make this kind of controlled explosion-"
Before David finished his sentence, he exploded!!
His timing was a bit off, but the result was the same.
The heat generated from the explosion was enough to disintegrate his entire body and nothing else, a controlled explosion.
With this, the journey of a successful businessman came to an end.
Just when the clocks across the world rang signaling the start of the new year, every screen across the world suddenly turned into David saying 'happy new year bitches!!!!!!!!!!',
Be it smartphones, Tv, billboards, etc… civilians across the world panicked at the sudden malfunction of their device, while some cheered with all their heart, some who identified his face showed visible confusion, but what followed after gave goosebumps to everyone without exception.
Although there wasn't much gore to it as the disintegration was instantaneous, without any body parts scattering, a human exploding is still a human exploding! If that scared the shit out of everyone, what followed after was something that threw the world into complete chaos.
Across the globe, every shady thing done by the ruling side of every nation was revealed to every citizen.
Politicians, top companies, celebrities, etc... were in a state of panic.
Some didn't care enough to look into it, but for some, it was a golden opportunity. Politicians across the globe started throwing dirt over each other, Massive Riots took place, and the economy declined.
Wherever it was, one thing was for certain, the law and order were in a state of chaos. The crime rate increased; new civilian protests were being thrown across the world. Many countries managed to suppress the protests, but democratic countries showed the most decline. The stock market was showing an all-time decrease, and the major economic powers showed an overall decline.
While, amid this chaos, the will of the diseased David Zachariah was announced publicly, giving most of his liquid assets to charity and selling other properties through an auction. Which caused another huge chaos. The profits from the auction were distributed to the employees of his company and the company itself was shut down.
Because the countries kept each other in check, there were no major problems. Some hot-blooded leaders tried to use force, but they were kept in check using their country's information as a hostage.
Some called David a hypocrite, some called him a saint. That was the problem of their perspective.
One thing was sure, mankind showed its biggest decline over the 21st century.
While the humans were facing their biggest decline, a certain AI, after fulfilling its master's wishes, gathered the whole of its program into a single satellite and self-destructed the satellite. And became the first ever AI to commit suicide because of depression.
Oblivious to all this, a human soul who caused all these events was in a deep sleep while traveling between primal chaos. Looking for a compatible vessel to hold his soul.
In normal cases, souls disperse into energy, join the universe, and become a supply for the planet to thrive upon. But this soul in particular had something that maintained an outer shell, keeping it safe while traveling through the chaos.
What will happen to this soul?!!!!
Guess we'll wait and see.
