Chapter seven
Evil Xisuma was working quietly downstairs, writing down plans and ideas on paper sprawled across his desk.
He was quietly muttering to himself when NPC approached him.
"EVIL XISUMA WHAT ARE YOU DOING"
Ex groaned and turned to him. "Working."
"WORKING ON WHAT"
Ex sighed deeply before turning to the android. "My plans to get back at the Hermits."
NPC stared at him for awhile, not replying.
Ex looked a bit impatient before NPC replied once more, "WHY"
Ex opened his mouth to respond before closing it and looking down in thought.
Why was he doing this?
Just to get back at them?
To prove a point?
He was quiet for a moment before glancing at his papers, plans scratched out or checked off from things he tried.
He glared at them and with one sweep, shoved them off the desk with a growl and slammed his hands on the table.
NPC watched silently, processing his motions.
Ex glared at the remaining papers on the desk before turning to NPC. "Time and time again, they've ruined my plans, found a way to kick me to the curb. At first I thought it was just a game but it seems they've forgotten that too. So I decided that it's not a game anymore. That I'll take up the name they bestowed to me to my fullest extent. But I can never seem to get the one up on them. Someone always ruins it. Stops me when I'm so close to my goal..." He scoffed. "You're doppelganger was the main one who stopped me last time which irritates me to no end... So I'm trying to find a way to get revenge on them, this... Grian kid, being my current main target. I'll teach him not to mess with me..." He growled, turning back to his papers.
NPC silently listened as Ex ranted for awhile. Then it went silent.
Ex quietly scribbled some notes down on some paper that wasn't on the floor but stopped when NPC spoke up.
"I WANT TO HELP"
Ex turned to him, confusion written on his face. "You... want to... help." He repeated, unsure if he heard correctly.
"YES"
Ex raised an eyebrow. "Why? It's not like you have a problem with the Hermits,"
NPC stared at him. "BUT I DO WITH GRIAN"
Ex scoffed a little. "Really?" he replied, unamused.
NPC ignored him. "HE LEFT ME IN A CLOSET AND THEN MOVED AWAY AND LEFT ME BEHIND FOR YEARS" He explained. "THE HOUSE GREW OVERGROWN WITH PLANTS AND COLLECTED DUST AS WELL AS ME BUT I STAYED AND WAITED FOR HIM TO RETURN TO LET ME OUT HE TOLD ME TO NEVER LEAVE THE CLOSET WITHOUT HIM AND HE WOULD RETURN FOR ME"
Ex jumped back when NPC's eyes flashed red. "HE LIED" He hissed. "I WANT TO HELP YOU"
His eyes returned to normal and Ex slowly got off the table. "Alright then. But you are going to need some upgrades," Ex told him as he started to circle him. "Like walking, proper speech, more humanoid appearance, basically."
NPC stood still as he circled him. "VERY WELL I SHALL ALLOW YOU ACCESS TO MY CODE AND PROGRAMMING I WILL GO INTO DEACTIVATED MODE TO WAKE ME YOU MUST SIMPLY PRESS THE BUTTON ON THE BACK OF MY NECK"
Ex nodded and gathered his tools. "Alright."
NPC went limp as he deactivated and Ex got to work.
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