Versatile: Alternate World

While the trio is fighting against the  MK-CS19, Alain is sweating a lot as he continues to type away all of the knowledge he knows in stopping a golem's programming by hacking all of its functions, all of the stuff that makes it work, everything that will allow it to fight back. Basically, he is hacking by modern standards but because he is no hacker and the computer he is using is not as futuristic as the computers in the real world, his struggle is stressing him out as he continues to type away every single thing he learned from his previous job before he became a rebel.

He can feel his hands go numb as he types away the commands to try and disable the golem while pressing the hard buttons as fast as he can to create the commands. His mind is fully focused on everything happening on the screen and yet he is struggling to finish it up. All of the command strings he sees on the screen are making more strings that branch to another string. Complicated enough that it pains his head a lot as he continues to finish up all of them and stop them from creating more branches that would lead to him being unable to stop it completely.

As he continues to try his best to finish it all, his memories came back, memories of his past that he refuses to accept to this day, and the main reason why he is rebelling.

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"DAD?"

"Yes, dear?" Alain looked towards the source of the voice and a little girl entered carrying a small construct that looked like a small golem.

She was Alain's only daughter. His motivation and the sole reason why he is working hard on his job stressed him too much due to the deadlines and the bosses' demands too much on his work.

"Look, Dad, I made it!" the little girl showed him the golem which he took from the girl's hands and examined it.

The intricate design might not look perfect but for a 6-year-old kid like her, this is pretty amazing already. The Golem is simple but it was enough to function as a normal mini-golem if they add mana to it to keep it powered.

Alain smiled and beckons his daughter for a hug.

"I was positive that you are a genius, Laureen. This golem is already something that can be considered as complicated by beginners so having you made this is showing that you are indeed talented in this craft! A few more practices and perfecting this are going to be a breeze now for you.

"Of course, Dad. I am your daughter. You make wonderful golems that help people with everyday work. I aspire to be like you Dad! Someone who can make people happy with my craft!"

Alain laughed while rubbing his daughter's head. "Hahaha, alright little girl. That is a big dream you got there. My work is not an easy one but will you still continue to do this?"

"Dad, I might be a child right now, but I will grow big and strong someday! I will make sure that I will be as capable as you... no, I will surpass you!"

Hearing this, Alain was surprised. To see his daughter explain and exclaim her thoughts on surpassing him, he cannot help but be proud of her.

"Heh, is that a promise?"

"Of course!" Laureen then extends her pinky finger to give the sign that she is making a promise. The two shared a father-and-daughter bond for a while before he rubs her head for a bit and carries her by carrying her like a princess.

"Alright, little princess. It's already late. You need to have your beauty sleep now."

"But Dad... it's still pretty early!"

"Uh-uh. Nope can do that. If you want to surpass me, then have a good night's sleep, become a strong girl, and grow healthy and happy and for sure, you will achieve your dream immediately. Unless you are just joking with what we promised earlier."

"Hmph, alright fine. But I will make sure to grow big and strong so that you can see my awesomeness!"

Alain tucked his daughter on the bed and covered her quilt to her. As Alain is rubbing her head while he watches her sleep, she looked up to the window above her head where the night sky and bright full moon are peeking.

"Will Mom gonna be proud of me too?'"

Alain smiled as he gently caressed her hair. "Yes. She always will."

However, that promise was never meant to happen and it will never be fulfilled.

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The next thing Alain knew, he sat on the ground, inside his broken house, while cradling the lifeless body of his daughter. Laureen has a large part of her abdomen missing and her white dress is now dyed with her own blood. Tears falls on his eyes as he realized that everything he experienced that day play back once more to his head.

"I must say, Mr. Alain, your product is very good. Just one blast alone and bam, she is gone for good! Amazing. This is the pinnacle of creation that I have ever seen! To think that a genius like you has created a golem that can be used to be a soldier and become a marvelous battle prowess and capable of destroying enemies immediately, now that's marvelous!"

Alain is still in shock, while cradling her lifeless body, her eyes are already clouded and her warm body has already turned cold. But rage that is boiling on his body is something that he is no longer gonna accept.

"WHY DID YOU KILL MY DAUGHTER YOU BASTARD!" Alain tried to attack but multiple guards stopped him from doing so and even though he is stronger than them, multiple of them will pin him down easily, stopping his advance against the confrontation to the man before him.

"Why are you mad? My gift for you was perfect, it made sense too much for me to do that and use that as the gift for you. Without that brat, you can now focus in creating more stuff like this marvelous golem you made and your time will no longer be consumed from taking care of a kid,now you can use those wasted time to make something more productive!"

"I will kill you! I WILL KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!"

The man laughed. To outsiders who does not understand the situation, they might find the guy laughing to be having fun, but to Alain, that laugh was the most insulting and disrespectful laugh he ever heard in his entire life.

Eventually, after a few struggles, the guards overpowered him and he was thrown back to ground, next to the body of his dead daughter. The man who laughed earlier grab the blueprints that was placed on his workstation and smiled, nodding at the work of "art" that he acquired.

"Bye bye, Mr. Alain, I am going to expect more great things from you now that the hindrance in your life is gone."

Blind by rage, Alain grabbed the nearest sharp object he can find which in his situation, he grabbed one of the metal bars that has a sharpened end after it was cut off and charges through the guy who caused everything in his life to fall apart.

"I will never forgive you, you f*cking Tactician!"

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Alain opened his eyes. He didn't die. He remained alive. The man before him knocked him out and he failed at exacting revenge at the person who took the life of his daughter away. Although his whole body is pained from all of the injuries he sustained, he crawled to the ground, back to the side of his daughter. His precious daughter. His struggle, everything that he fought and worked hard for, all of it was for the future of his daughter. Now that she was robbed off on that future, he no longer cares anymore.

He returned to the side of his one and only girl, the treasure left behind by his late wife, the light that shines his dark path and the reason why he pushes on and the reason why he made that golem in the first place. A golem that was meant to protect, not to kill.

And now, that said machine that was meant to protect, took the life of his own daughter. All because he showed it to the Tactician who wanted to see the development of the golems.

Yes, all because of the tactician. The famous man who was said to be the one who will save everyone from the grief and despair. The one who will make the whole Luminous Continent safe and prosperous.

"Safe my *ss. One day, I will beat up that *ss of his, destroy his ideals and take revenge of the death of my daughter. Even if I will be condemned as the evil, I will become that evil to make sure the greater evil will no longer spread. The oppression shall end."