Day 31,
Where it all began
(🎃Halloween Special)
It all started with a couple fighting, because of his jealousy is so strong that he asked his wife not to hang around her so called friends, thinking they're trying to take her away from him.
He was acting out of character, he would never do this to her.
He used to be okay with it but now he wants them five feet apart away from his wife, all because of jealousy. Funny how it's a small problem but then turn into huge one, and for some reason. He wants to kill them for being so close to his wife, too touchy around her. He doesn't like it. No scratch that. He HATES it.
Why won't she listen to him?
Anger covered his circuit, he could not take it anymore. The more he sees them hanging around his wife, the jealous would be increasing each day.
He does not like that at all.
No.
He
Hates.
It.
Red filled his vision.
All because of stupid jealousy.
And that's where it all began, his youngest and adopted child started to hate him for what he did. And he deserves it...
The oldest one asked him, why did he do it.
He didn't answer his question, instead he said "…ʇᴉ ʇnoqɐ ʞʅɐʇ oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʇ'uop I ,ʍou ʇoN" And he teleported to somewhere just so he can clear his mind.
In truth, he teleported to a bartender. Level 0.1 between two levels. He goes there to get his circuit go haywire with a lot of oil, sometimes he always feels like he's the odd one out. Drinking an oil is not normal, what is he a robot? He is actually... he just doesn't know it yet.
He meets and talked to Aikaru every night, Aikaru is the owner of the bar and also a bartender too. This fella is a strange one.
Aikaru is tall and slim figure, he had many eyes in his screen, blinking at him. He is just like him, but different at the same time.
He visit every night just so he can forget that the fact he killed his own wife by his own hands. "Sir Philosophy, you need to stop this."
"You know it will never go away, it will always be in your head forever-"
"pǝʞsɐ ʇ'upᴉꓷ"
"And I didn't asked you to be here" Aikaru talks back ".ɹǝʌǝʇɐɥʍ ,ɥɔꓕ" he shakes his head at him and continue to clean the glass in his large hand.
Maybe in the future
Things will change for him.
Or maybe not.
