Flyman Reincarnate

The sun is up and so is Terrchel, despite his room still being shut dark by the blinders.

The darkness in the hotel room seemed to press in around him, as if the very shadows themselves were listening, waiting for him to uncover the truth. 

He experiences a sense of frustration lying on his back, gazing at the ceiling, with his eyes narrowed and jaw clenched, while the black curtains on a mini window billowed towards him, letting in a bit of light in the darkness. 

He jumps up and heads to the shower, filled with a strong sense of yearning, a deep ache within him that he couldn't quite explain.

The shower water falls from his eyelids. He felt as if he had been on the cusp of something incredible, something that could change everything, but he was missing out on something vital.

Taking a deep breath, trying to calm the storm brewing within his mind, he focuses on washing his body, but the yearning remained, a constant ache that echoed through his very being. 

He was afraid of the unknown. As he is facing a lot of uncertainty right now and new feelings that he can't yet place.

"If this crimson-haired girl came all the way just to tell me those specific words, then I'm way deeper in the midst of something dangerous or important than I've comprehended, and the worst part is I have no idea what I've gotten myself into".

He steps out of the shower and continues his skin care.

"I guess reincarnation doesn't come with a clean slate to just do your own thing, but it comes with a destiny to fulfill. I wonder, if I'd known being human wasn't easy, would I have still called out to the heavens for another chance at life?" 

Brushing his teeth with his smart toothbrush, replaying the encounter and dream in his head, searching for any hidden meaning or clue that might explain the strange connection he felt with her and why she smiled at him like that, then just took off laughing like a lunatic.

The more I thought about it, while dry patting his face, the more questions he had.

Who was she, really?

What was she hiding behind those piercing golden eyes?

Why did it look like she had some robot-like upgrades, even though she was totally humanlike?

She had a celestial energy orb at the core of her being, pulsating at the center of her chest, emitting a soft hum that underscores her ethereal presence.

Robotic-like features are subtly integrated into her body. Her signature accessory is a pink fluffy bear ears cyber headgear.

In the dream, he swore he could hear her heartbeat when she got close to whisper in his ear.

As Terrchel dried his wet hair he pondered most importantly on what could she possibly mean by her enigmatic words: "The shadows are moving, Terrchel. Be prepared" and why was this message delivered in a dream state instead of in reality.

He concluded his thoughts telling himself "Additionally, this is my first personal experience, distinct from the memories I have of Arnold, which makes it feel quite special to me. The encounter had been brief, but the intensity of her gaze had left an indelible mark on my thoughts. There was something about her that captivated me. I felt as if I knew her; however, I don't know her. How could I know anyone from this generation?".

He walks out of his hotel room and decides to check his progress on his swatch by scanning himself. "Looks like I've leveled up". 

AI Assistant: Your Ability Progress is as follows

Compound eyesight level 3

Acute Sense of smell level 3

Agility and Reflexes level 1

Swarm Senses level 2

Regenerative Resilience level loading 

Environmental Adaptation level 2

Terrchel: Awesome, I can't wait to show Leghorn. It must be from all the fuss in the corridors of the hotel. I wonder how much longer until I reach my full potential. 

Walking out to the balcony area he found Leghorn reading the morning tabloid on his swatch. Noticing room service already stopped by with breakfast.

Leghorn saw him standing in the balcony doorway and gestured for him to have a seat.

Leghorn: I have asked the room service to prepare the eggs and sausage specialty accompanied by orange juice and a side bowl of green salad for you. I believe we have consumed a sufficient amount of pizza over the last few days, wouldn't you agree?

Terrchel: Thanks! This looks fantastic. So, what's the master plan for today?

Leghorn: Well, let's recap. Thus far, we know that:

1. New Arcadia City has a unique atmosphere and is populated by unconventional individuals.

2. We are yet to ensure the acquisition of a stable property of some kind.

3. We are aware that your vessel's spouse has passed away, but I believe you may have further inquiries about the entire connection.

4. You've got a mysterious lady in your life.

5. We are aware of a vault that may hold significance for us.

6. We have knowledge of a missing kid named Emerson, though I am not entirely convinced it matters to us.

There was a pause at that, and Terrchel could sense Leghorn was hiding something in regard to Emerson, but he remained silent and let him continue speaking. 

7. Additionally, I recognize that you have memories and emotions that you would like to move past.

With all this being said, I suggest we go straight to the source and get you some answers. There's a teleport station in the center of New Arcadia City, where people go to teleport anywhere in this realm. I believe it will come in handy one of these days. If we knew the code for the vault we could access its location on Arcadia Space and teleport there to retrieve the possible solution to at least one of your problems if it holds what I think it does but first we need to hunt down that code and in order to do that we need to get our hands on the person I thought we might not need a few minutes ago, Emerson.

Terrchel : Sounds good! Hey Leghorn, do you think I could know someone from this generation? I know it sounds weird, but being reincarnated isn't exactly normal either!

Leghorn: Well, who are you suspecting you know?

Terrchel: Last night that girl from the amusement park, she tracked me down again and she knew me, I know it.

Leghorn: She sounds like she could possibly be working for the Arcadia President's elite patrols. Perhaps when you let that Maximus resident bot scan you at Z3 Addison's bachelor cube, he submitted your results and they picked up your stats in the system and figured out there's some Celestial powers at work because of the 50% match to Arnold and resemblance, especially knowing he couldn't have had another son given his time of death and your current age. This is bad. Something like this happened years ago. 

Terrchel: Now that you mentioned it, she did have weird tech gear that I've never seen since we entered Arcadia. I mean, if she was in an elite squad, that probably makes sense, working for the president of Arcadia and all that. However, I felt like she was trying to warn me of something; she doesn't seem like she wants to hand me over or harm me.

Leghorn: What's with the goofy grin, Terrchel? You're not actually swooning over some mystery girl, are you? Don't tell me you've fallen for one of those Arcadia patrol Investigators? They're about as charming as a rusty nail.

Terrchel: [smirking] Love at first sight, Leghorn. I'm willing to take the risk... of electrocution prisons and all.

Leghorn: [roaring with laughter] Ahahahaha! Oh, loverboy, slow down! This isn't the fly mating season, you know. Although, I must admit, you're being hilariously sarcastic. You're just pretending to be delusional right?

Terrchel: [deadpan] You should've seen her, Leghorn. Golden eyes like sunrise in the night, shining bright with secrets. And that Crimson red hair? Blazing wildfire, I tell you.

Leghorn: [chuckling] Well, well, well. Red Crimson Hair and golden eyes, there's only one Arcadian that comes to mind with that description. She is something special indeed. This is priceless! You've got it bad, Terrchel. Real bad.

Terrchel: On a more serious note, I've come up with a plan for the day, care to hear it?

It completely went over Terrchels head that Leghorn hinted that he knows the woman. Instead, Terrchel was distracted once again and started twitching and fluttering around unintentionally, only for a few seconds.

Leghorn: YOU, you came up with a plan? Wow I'm surprised. So you're leading?

Terrchel: Well, I hate to break it to you, but I've been the leader all this time. I just needed time to study my surroundings and this new tech stuff. You were so busy laughing at my humorous entertainment that you didn't notice I've been putting a little something together for us on the swatch. Check it out; I sent it to your Arcadia Space.

Leghorn logged into his online Arcadia space using voice command and the swatch assistant read the schedule out loud. 

I would like to present a proposed agenda for the day:

Morning (9:00 am - 12:00 pm)

Secure a stable property: Go back to the Z3 and ask Maximus Bot for those details he mentioned when he said we should contact Master Maximus. 

Gather information on the vault: Research the vault's location, security, and potential contents to determine its value. 

Afternoon (12:00 pm - 3:00 pm)

Investigate the mystery woman: Try to gather more information, as to the warning she gave. 

Learn more about Emerson Max: By exploiting his property 

Evening (3:00 pm - 6:00 pm)

Address these memories and feelings: Explore ways to help ease the reincarnation transition. There must be some book or records that can be proven useful. Once I can center myself I'll be able to function better. 

Debrief and plan for tomorrow: Review the day's findings, discuss any new leads, and plan the next steps for the investigation. 

Will that be all Master Leghorn? The swatch AI assistant asked. To which he responded yes and closed the hologram. 

Leghorn: Wow, not bad Boss. This sudden shift into your destiny suits you well.

Terrchel: Destiny? Is there something you're not telling me...AGAIN

Leghorn: I assume doing research on the girl will be your favorite part of the day, I'll leave you to that. If you do find her let me know.

Terrchel: ahhh I see we are avoiding the question. Yes, most definitely I will handle that solo

Leghorn: Yeah, we have a lot to do. Splitting the load might get us through it all faster. Let's freshen up and start the day. I've already gotten the Arcadian space delivery bots to drop some of our new clothing and accessories we've bought at the mall.

Terrchel: What's wrong with what im wearing now?

Leghorn: Uhmmm (looking him up and down in disgust) you wore that yesterday. Your new items are in a box on the dining room table in my room. Finish your meal and go take a shower; I recommend the outdoor bamboo section. It's a treat amongst all this high-tech nonsense.

Terrchel: Sounds good but I already showered (Terrchel sniffs his armpits thinking maybe it wasn't obvious), I will meet you in the hotel lobby in 30 minutes. It's nearly 9am. Don't be late. I hate people that waste time. 

Leghorn: Hate is a strong word but certainly.