After a decade of seclusion, Agent XX has finally returned, with aa vendetta against the cyborgs that has been his barrier from freedom and connection to another fellow lifeform. Having totally revised his arsenal of mayhem, Agent XX is now ready to take on the world in a bid to free himself from eternal damnation. In this past decade, much has changed, especially for Agent XX himself. He never expected him to pledge his life to the lightside, to take up arms against the parasites of terrorism on the side off justice. Sometimes, he can't even figure out the reason for his loyalty. He probably thinks that he is just trying to repay the system and freeing himself from the clutches of dependency. But nonetheless, the Starlight Antimatter Federation isn't purely on the side of evil research, its the personnels that creates the impression that outsiders have of the organization.

Half a decade ago, he received an SOS intermission sent by a long lost acquaintance of his. Decrypting the message, he realized that Jenni had crashed landed on a forbidden star system and virtually all forms of advanced commmunication technology is rendered ineffective due to the dense clouds of antimatter particles that lie between the two solar systems. Thus using the most primitive option left, Agent XX hacked into the few remaining saatellites still orbiting this doomed planet and steered their course of orbit towards the star system, Cha-ni. The satellite is estimated to reach within a year or so and carrying along a payload of some rations, fuel and some scrap metals that may hopefully be of use to Jenni.

Concurrently, Agent XX is on the hunt for a interstellar shuttle so he may exploit the failing technology in his attempt to reach Cha-ni. Alas, it isn't a walk in the park securing a shuttle of such rarity and so it is gonna be at least a good half a decade before lift off can be realized.

P.S
Haha, never expected to be blogging again. Thank you.

Battle Control Terminated.

And alas, a long time has passed and Agent XX finally made it to his birthplace, the secret laboratory deep beneath the surface of Inishika. Reminiscing about his childhood triggered tremors within his mind, as Agent XX had no recollection of anything before he woke up as a cyborg.

The laboratory still looks exactly like it did, when Agent XX broke out of it many decades ago. But somehow, things appeared different now. It is as though everything single equipment aged with time has got a story to tell. And the scars on the walls left by Agent XX when he escaped felt as cold as the subzero climate. Looking at the scars, Agent XX wondered.. What if he had not escaped this accursed place, how would life be like for him now? What if the people behind this project had told him the purpose of his creation, would he still feel so purposeless?

Reliving his memories as he sat on the broken lab chair, he recalled feeling angst for every single living thing with a beating heart donned in an angelic white overcoat. Every single pulse of hurt he felt was caused by these men. Day after day, needles and tubes were constantly connected to him, drawing out bright, warm crimson fluid. Once a day, he would be released for an hour to stroll the icy plains. And he always wondered why are his captors forever wearing thick coats while he took his daily walk with nothing but pants and shoes.

Though they were constantly messing with his body, whenever they looked at him, they would wear a faint smile on their face. Agent XX had always thought they meant him harm and thus a deep, dark anger was slowly building up in him over the years. One fateful day, he could bear it no longer and let out a tremendous shout that rendered all the equipments unusable. The vices holding him in place snapped apart, and for the first time, Agent XX felt freedom.

The whole place was thrown into a chaos and panic was everywhere. As the alarm sounded, it interfered with Agent XX's thoughts. All he wanted to do was to get away from here. Tearing his way through the compound, he unleashed the anger built up in him all these years by smashing and terminating everything and everyone in his way. With the view of the horizon in sight, a warm feeling ignited within him. But standing in his way was a lady with exquisite features. Nonetheless, Agent XX charged ahead, ramming her out of the way.

The lady let out a blood curdling scream, followed by a word with 2 syllables, which evoked such a strong emotion within Agent XX. Looking at the lady, she wept and apologized and then told him to not turn back. Eventually Agent XX reached civilization and decided that that was Year 0 for him.

P.S Does everything really appear as what they seem to be?

Battle Control Terminated.

In this era, there is no one who is free from trouble and frustration. With violence and inequality widespread, all thanks to the cyborgs, it is no wonder some survivors are wishing that they were dead. But to take your own life, is not equivalent to dying with honor. It is a permanent exit out of all these problems.

After having witness the gruesome death of an innocent man driven to death by the twisted programming logic of a cyborg, it is definitely hard for anyone to forget, and it messes with the mind so much that it is impossible to differentiate reality from mirages. Agent XX took a punch to the face when his companion was in a total chaos.

Unable to comprehend the situation, Agent XX decided to reminisce his old memories to make sense of the situation. Recollecting vague pieces of memories here and there, he decided to go with the flow, and see how things work out. All of a sudden, his companion become still, like a statue. Not wanting to touch her, lest she break into a rampage again, Agent XX decided to camp their ground till she recovers.

P.S Theory Of a Deadman - Not Meant To Be

Battle Control Terminated.

Though my eyes did close away,
My mind did not.
And in my wonderland of ice,
I saw a familiar face.

Angelic yet intoxicating,
I was unable to pull away.
An unbelievable attraction,
Pulled me in closer than before.

As a connection was made,
The sunlight broke my eyes.
A surge of sadness overcame me,
When I realize it was all,
But a dream.

P.S Please don't laugh at me for I did not lie.

Left behind by society,
Stranded alone in the darkness,
An Angel descended upon me,
To guide me into the light.

Alas, the gates are not open,
Thus in the heat we suffer,
As we persevere,
Until the morning dawn arrives.

And as we survive,
The barrier between us,
Is slowly melting away,
And I'll be captivated,
Until my eyes close away.

P.S. The Angel knows who she is. :)

Battle Control Terminated.

In an epic case of self-pwn, Agent XX severed his own arm while hallucinating under the effect of over-thought. The cyborgs shot the cursed dart into Agent XX's left arms after failing to capture him. Counting his lucky stars, Lily was there to provide aid and counsel to Agent XX, bringing him back to his usual self. And Agent XX was ever so grateful to Lily.

P.S. Short and sweet, cut to the chase.

Battle Control Terminated.

As they set foot into the wilderness, all that could be heard was the crushing of dried leaves and branches with every step they took. Moving cautiously, they tried their best not to alert the cyborgs roaming around within the woods. A loud crash behind them stopped them in their tracks. It sounded like a car had exploded..

Just that afternoon, they found a working TV set and was scanning the channels for information that would enable them to survive or at least, find other survivors. All they found was a channel of a foreign language. And it appeared to be a channel for kids, as the weird characters in the cartoon started doing stupid pranks on each other. Precious time was wasted on..

The channel went offline as soon as dusk fell. Heading out of their barricaded apartment, they saw flowers blooming in the sky. Bright shining flowers blooming in an awesome sight. With every bloom of the flowers, booming sound could be heard seconds after. There had to be other survivors! They began to pack their supplies and trekked in the direction of the amazing sight..

(A picture speaks a thousand words. So technically, there are 1,272 words in this post, excluding this sentence.)

As they turned their heads towards the sound of the explosion, they tripped on some wild vines and almost fell, if not for Agent XX's lightning fast reflexes. The cyborgs must have been alerted now, thus the duo started moving faster. Praying that the cyborgs would be momentarily distracted, they started sprinting.

Bursting out of the woods, they saw an abandoned Light Speed Transport. They hopped on and Agent XX began hotwiring the vehicle. After successfully igniting the engine, they sped away into the twilight..

P.S. Hello, to all my secret message readers. May you live long and prosper. :)

Battle Control Terminated.