$py
Lightless day +17
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"Daddy? Please, please, please, please, please! Please don’t go! Daddy, please! DADDY!"
Another slap in the face has been delivered. Since I became 18 years old, the universe has not been kind to me.
Is my father here? Does this imply that he was aware of this world?
I’m not convinced! Why does the rest of the universe know about it but not me?
I’m on my own. I felt even more alone than I already did. I’m overwhelmed by a sense of abandonment.
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Lightless day +18
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'Congratulations! Our VIP club has now accepted you as a member.'
It took me a few hours to comprehend that my father was still alive and well somewhere in this world, and that I wasn’t dreaming!
"It’s YOU! Where have you gone?"
In this reality, I could hear my phone yell!
My father was something I had to consider, and I needed the information. While obtaining this heinous object should not take long.
"Death & Doom! Right now, I’m going to destroy this object!"
'Congratulations! You’ve been added to our Most Wanted Members list.'
"Terrible" is the right word to describe the days spent healing from a severe beating before returning to "Earth technology."
Just thinking about what this object reminds me of… I want to…
"WHERE IS IT?"
I screamed, and in a fit of wrath, I began to remove the books from the shelves one by one, taking them up with both hands and hurling them back.
'Greetings, valued member! The app will now be updated to the most recent version. Please select the sort of notification you desire.'
"What happened to this dreadful object that ruined my life?"
"Terrible" is also the word when you had just met your father and he vanished at the end of the first intermission. My only knowledge of my father came from my mother’s stories.
My father had passed away just a few years once I was born.
'Rather killed,' my mother had said, each syllable pronounced clearly. 'Don’t forget about Stuart, too! Your father did not forsake you; rather, he was ruthlessly murdered.'
'By whom?' I had inquired as soon as she stated that there was a significant disparity between what people knew and what was actually happening.
'Dear Most Wanted Member, 10 Wish Stones have been credited to your account.'
"Is it that TEN? Furthermore, they are tight-fisted in this universe."
I dashed from one room to the next.
I looked in every one of the bookstore’s or antique store’s twelve rooms for this dreadful thing. I tossed on the floor the books classify according to criteria that eluded me. I leaned back and listened to the walls, which were lined with silky fabrics. I emptied the antique-lined shelves, got into a chair, and sprang into the air in the hopes of catching the most stunning crystal chandelier.
I was flipping all of this opulence and refinement on its head.
I retraced my steps back to the room where I first heard the synthetic voice I recognized and came to a halt at the door, perplexed. My devastation had left no trace in the room.
"They are really efficient when it comes to cleaning up."
A faint shimmering mist floated over the room and appeared to be created by an object on the Lyndhurst. I was still stumped as to what the Lyndhurst purpose was.
A baritone voice spoke up from a machine the size of a shoebox that had taken my photograph and was now exhibiting a bizarre shape on its monitor:
"You threw me on the floor, smashed me with your foot in front of half your class, and now you’re calling me to come back? You should make a decision, eh?"
I was taken aback and said, "I didn’t do anything."
"Then why am I here?" the machine inquired, her voice hushed.
"Hold your horses! Is it true that you’re my old phone? But this is absurd!"
"Let me guess," my old phone said, irritably, "you pissed off the wrong folks yet again? Where did your power go?"
"I was stripped of my power, according to the guardian’s shadow."
"Is it? The guardian is also present?"
'Dear Most Wanted Member, the latest edition of the 'Always with you,' coaching and tailored aid app is now available to you.'
"I’m not sure what I’m going to do with you. You must be at least 20 pounds. You’ll never be able to come along with me again like you used to."
As soon as I finished the phrase, a cloud of light engulfed the gadget, which vanished, leaving behind a transparent rectangle the size of my hand with a little circle of light on its surface.
'Dear Most Wanted Member, as a valued member, we are pleased to present you with the latest model of our revolutionary product $py as a gift.'
When I pressed the light point, I heard a strong-accented voice ask, "Am I presentable enough now?"
I was given the gift of $py’s services? What was the reason for this?
"You’re a complete thug! Is it possible for you to change your shape whenever you want?"
"Yes, I am capable. That’s a little portion of it. I’m capable of a wide range of tasks. Teleport, become invisible, and modify my shape as you suggest…"
"$py don’t peek in on me while I’m in the tub!"
I wasn’t hallucinating; the screen flashed a wicked grin.
"Are you meant to obey every single one of my commands to the letter?"
"I wouldn’t go so far as to state that…"
"Then show me the license terms."
"All right, all right, you humans … it’s all in the deal," he grumbled. "And what exactly are you looking for?"
"Foremost, I must regain my shadow. Then I have to regain my soul and figure out why I’m here."
"Because you’re still perplexed as to why you’re here?"
"As a result of my power abuse."
"Still the same."
"What do you mean? Because of what, exactly?"
"Rather, because of your power."
"Didn’t I attract the wrong individuals with my power? That is something I am already aware of. I recall Nyx, Than, and Abriel having a talk. They attempted to kill me. Nyx also managed to take my shadows."
"As well as your shadow."
"Isn’t that correct? It came to mind as I was thinking about it. They must have seen my shadow. You’re aware of its location. What are they doing to keep it?"
"An object must be used to control it."
"Is it a mystical item? I mean, we must be in the presence of a miraculous object in this world."
"Most likely. Nyx must have this item."
"Is it possible for you to figure out what that thing is and how to disable it? Are you able to locate Nyx? What method will you use to do this?"
"All right, I’ll go for the first tavern around the corner. I’ll very certainly run into Nyx’s or Abriel’s sidekicks." He said, "And right away."
The air seemed to ripple around the phone, and then $py vanished.
I was in the human world the first time I confronted Abriel and his gang, and my yearning for independence had nearly cost me my life. With my might, I had enticed them.
Was it factual?