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It was the mid of Night.
A figure in the dark walked up the stairs,
With the silent sound of their shoes tapping to the echo of it.
They sigh in a worried and sorrowful tone.
Atlas, they arrived to the top.
The moon glimmers through the window, shining in a Lustrous light.
They then proceeded, other wise 'they' might woke up despite the hour.
They opened up a system. Logged in the Doctor's Name.
They then put on his headsets, and slide the disc. As the video play the following:
[ Date: 01/01/20## Time: 5:00 Am Title: Dr. #### #### log#178
"Name's Dr. #### ####, Ages ## to be precise, and this is my daily report.
Last year was Very Wild, to be honest. It was even thrilling the more I thought about it.
So there were some wars of Spider-Man, the avengers, Bad guys, here and there.
Fighting for their own business. And people... Yeah.
(imp. Note: I'm also involved in that stressful situation)
Besides that superhero stuff, I happen to plan building [####] a 2 decades ago, and boy, They started working after finishing that December.
It was Awesome!! Yet great to be honest...
But there's this dream that keep bugging me however.
It happened in the middle of making them. They were in a machine form that time I had it.
It was getting late, so I had to call it a day. As I went upstairs and go to bed.
'There the dream happened.
The sounds of blood wretching screams, all calling the heroes for help.
The heroes there were in Distress. Fighting, saving, and almost. Dying.
The scene... It was frightful, I saw my self.
Panicked, anxious, yet feeling guilty.
All I see was everything in flames and destruction. The bugle in a panic.
Spider-Man... He got down. Almost mangled. And ruined.
He's allies all covered in crimson red with agony replacing their joyous Visage.
The Villains, all looking like they want to tear up. Half of them feeling suicidal.
It all felt like... Hell.
The last scene of the dream was, Them...
Their the last resort I 'had' to do in the dream...
I powered them on, and hugged tightly close to them, as I heard the 6th and last thing.
Crushing down on earth...'
I was in tears when I woke up. My heart. Pounding very hard like drums. Covered in sweat.
The dream... It felt real as I fell ill. I felt like I was badly burn. I however continued like normal as I finally recovered...
It was just a bad dream, I said to myself as I built. But it felt to believable to understand in what I see.
It's all so Predictable. It can happen any minute now.
I'm no Psychic or Prophet, or an Atheist to be exact.
I'm simply Agnostic on what I've seen in that dream.
Anyways... I'm right now coding the rest of their functions right now, and so is his plating.
Also I'm currently combining two well known metals as such as Vibranium and Carbonadium. Might carved it and polished them as a finishing touch.
And might go straight to stitching or making their attire. Besides a built like a human figure needs a decent clothing you know?..
*Beep*beep*beep*
Welp, sigh, looks like my time is up... But before that I have something to say...
[####], If you somehow find this recording... I will always love you as my child...
Don't let anyone define who you are... "
End of log/report...]
Their brow wrinkled as the face of the Doctor's sympathetic Eye and Smile.
Haunting them. They quietly slide of the disc and aggressively thrown it against the wall.
Almost breaking it in exasperation.
They sob, as they sat in front of the window. Facing to the stairs.
They breathe as they put their hands together.
"Why do you species have to make me carry, the weight of your wrong doings?..."
They bow down their head, and start to meditate.
.........✨{... Series to be created...}✨..........