Sage was unsure how much time had passed since her sacrifice to destroy The End and her reactivation. One moment she set the Supreme titan to self-destruct, the next she was staring at her father through the camera of a computer screen. The best she could gather was her data had been scattered throughout the ancient’s computer network at the moment of her destruction, and her father had spent the last couple of months powering up what he could and gathering up the bits of her code, putting her back together piece by piece.
At long last though he finally had her full program, mutations and all. He had a few robots carry in a large clear barrel of sorts, filled with some sort of metallic liquid.
“This is the same material I used to create Metal Sonic. I...admittedly lack the level of technology required for you to create your form via hardlight projections like you could previously, but this should be a decent enough compromise until I figure out how.”
There’s a pause as cables are connected to the barrel, Eggman raising a brow as Sage didn’t immediately use the offered material to take a form.
“Well...Metal Sonic used this to impersonate you and become Metal Overlord, aren’t you worried I could also use it against you?“
Eggman...actually laughed at that, doubling over and holding a hand up as he tried to compose himself.
“I’d be honored my own daughter had surpassed me that’s what! But in all seriousness, I trust you not to turn yourself into some giant mechanical monster. Now hurry up and transfer yourself missy!”
Sage still failed to see the logic, but kept her thoughts to herself as red light transferred from the console into the barrel. The metal liquid gradually shifted and contorted, forming the general shape of Sage’s form before detail, texture, and color was added onto it. For the most part she was largely unaltered, with the exception of the glitches previously plaguing her form were now absent.
Once she was fully transferred her eyes opened up, the AI given physical form once more looking down at her hands, curiously curling and uncurling them. Despite the body’s artificial nature, it was much more lifelike, solid...and heavy, she wasn’t likely to be floating any time soon.
Her attention would be caught by the barrel she was in compacting downward, the top opening up in the process till she was standing on a small platform. Looking up, her father pressed a button on his jacket, the familiar egg-mobile moving over as he held a hand out, smiling down at her.
Sage couldn’t help but smile in return, accepting the other’s hand as she was helped up into the vehicle, sitting on the human’s lap as the glass dome shut and her father put his hands on the controls, the two flying off to whatever would be Sage’s new home.
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