City ruins. A world so polluted the sky was gray. Old buildings crumbling and run over by growing plants and trees. The nature didn't at all bother Metanoia. But the unsightly view that was looming above her was... It was far from the things she's heard of by the people cooped up in that building with her.

"They said the sky was blue, rays of light coming from this thing called a sun would cascade over the surface bringing both color and warmth to the world." She was thinking to herself.

"eh...Honestly, these plants are hideous as well."

It was no lie, the plants were mutated, stemming from whatever good was left and every form of pollution you could think of. This was no plants vs zombies, it is plants become zombies.

The machine angel shook her head. "Now isn't the time to be dwelling on things I cannot fix."

She had somewhere to go. Where she had to go and why she had to go there, she didn't know. But she was given coordinates and a command to follow them. Whatever got into her systems was still there, and had not yet ceased to change her programs

Not so long ago Metanoia was programmed to sit pretty, but now she used her wings for flight, and every other pre installed program the way they should be.

To navigate, to analyze, and be efficient.

"Perhaps this is what it means to feel at ease."

She was no longer the god who had to bare the wishes of mortals. And she liked the thought of that.

For her, Hugo's little vicinity of surviving humans that prayed to something that ran on a program- that was pitiful.

Just imagine being created to watch people beg at your knees for the lost cause of a race to survive. "I am crippling android depression."

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Spanning many different biomes, all alike in terms of being abandoned, Metanoia soared through the sky. Oh she swore her silky white hair was getting tainted colors of gray, the pollution she passed through was unimaginable.

But quickly, she arrived to where she needed to be.

It was a village. It looked like one that wouldn't draw much attention, however there was little pollution, and plants grew just like the old 'normal'.

Establishments were small, parts of the village were decorated with sculptures and the like, representing the beliefs and culture of the inhabitants. If there are any.

And sadly, there was still no cascading, epic, sunlight.

"Oiii! That's her!"

The android girl turned around to see three people running over to her. The one to speak was a female cyborg that dressed very cutesy with straight shoulder length black hair. The other two with her was a normal human girl and boy. The latter looked like the very definition of normal, while the girl dressed in a very 'edgy' style.

"This is the great Metanoia?" The edgy girl scoffed.

"Be nice!" The cyborg pouted.

"Nice? That isn't in my vocabulary, miss."

The two continued quarrelling for a good two minutes, and the male just stood there awkwardly trying to get the girls to stop, while Metanoia watched in silence.

"Sorry for that! My name is Saki! This girl is Lobelia and that boy there is John!" The cutesy cyborg spoke.

The android simply nodded.

"Not much of a talker eh?" Lobelia raised her brow.

"Don't push her too hard." The boy, John spoke softly.

"Yeah listen to the boy, you aggressive bish! Anyway, lets head inside for now. We need to do some minor tweaking on our little android girl." Saki turned around and signaled for the rest to follow.

"I'm not little! And wait what- tweak me?! Who said you could tweak me?!" Metanoia scowled but she could not disobey commands. If anyone had something to do with all this, it was the cyborg.

And the little android girl came to an epiphany. Saki looked like someone she's seen before.

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Before y'all question me "Kei why tf did you name your character John!? Of all things?!!!"

I did that on purpose 👁️👁️👌