Chapter 77: The Boredom of My New Life

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Chapter 77: The Boredom of My New Life

June 28th, 2089

Terras POV

Ever since the reveal about my mothers family trying to mend fences with her, I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop. Surprisingly though, nothing has happened yet. They have been taking things slowly, simply talking with my mother from time to time over the phone. There have been no gifts to try and bribe her nor have there been any demands. I guess nearly 2 decades apart might have changed things between them.

Anyways, I am currently alone in Kira and Veronicas apartment, the unused 2nd bedroom to be specific. It has become my personal workshop, where I have spent a very large amount of my newfound free time tinkering with the automaton. I have been making significant progress on that front. The skeleton and exterior have been assembled as written in Artificer Steales journal. The automaton was a finished product, but unfortunately Steale died before he completed the final assembly and activated it. The next steps are to install the magic circuitry, clockwork gear musculature, and the steamwork viscera. The robotics elective I took back in middle school is being put to good use now. Although Artificer Steales work is far ahead of where my world is at.

While the field of robotics has advanced, it is nowhere near where it could have been. This is true for many technological fields. Estimates say that we would have been at least 90 years ahead as a civilization had it not been for the aftermath of the 3rd World War. Some historians are even arguing that the end date of 2043 for WW3 should be changed to 2046 due to the vicious cyber-war that lasted for 3 years after the final ceasefire. The power of computerized weaponry, with processing powers encroaching onto the levels of virtual intelligence, was shown to be incredible. Energy weapons like laser cannons and plasma guns, automated hive-mind drones, and power suits all relied on miniaturized supercomputers, which were created from a revolutionary discovery in computing.

As I nursed my injury, a far more severe pain suddenly occurred in my head. AH! This splitting migraine managed to elicit a groan of pain from me before I gritted my teeth and controlled myself. My senses of sight, hearing and smell were all assaulted by various unknown stimuli. And then it disappeared as quickly as it came, leaving me with a broken soldering laser from my tight grip and a concerned Rin nuzzling me as she checked for potential injuries.

Where are these migraines coming from? I stared at the non-descript ceiling as I asked myself that question. I started getting some minor headaches recently and thought nothing of it, but they have been progressively getting worse and worse. This last migraine even had minor hallucinations accompanying it. Maybe I should consider getting a prescription or something.

I sighed as I used a simple spell to fix my broken soldering laser. Damn this migraine, Ive lost the initiative to continue working. Now I dont know what to do with myself. My parents are both gone on business trips and the girls are out. *Sigh* Normally, this would be when Id leave for the other world to hunt down a bounty. This transition is tougher than I thought it would be. I think I might be missing the excitement of being in the other world despite all the fighting I did. Damn am I really that messed up?

I guess I could move up my plans to investigate the Earths past magical history. I promised myself that Id find a way to extend Hikaris lifespan, and the first legend that comes to mind is the Fountain of Youth. It should be exciting enough searching for lost ruins that I wont catch myself missing the damn other world. Everything always looks better in hindsight. But all this introspection still hasnt answered what I should do for now.

With nothing else to do, my only remaining option is to meet up with Reiji. He invited me to join him and his friends today, so I guess I can go. I then have to do some work as Rin later this week. I just hope against hope that the friends he mentioned arent those three super weirdos.