YOUR NAME

[N-EARTH YEAR 599/ MONTH 12/ DAY 24 •TIME: 02:45]

"It's already been 108 minutes since I left SPACEGEON" That's the first thought that came to my mind after seeing the date and time on displayed on the big holographic screen at the Arrival Terminal of the N-EARTH'S SpacePort located in the Central City 'AMERIGO'. Since the main holographic screen and all the other screens provided an auto-translate feature for more than 50 species it was easy for travelers to understand necessary information and what needed to be done but it wasn't essentially useful to me because I already knew the three main languages of N-EARTH.

I was somewhat happy that it took only 108 minutes for a commercial spaceship of N-EARTH to get from SPACEGEON to N-EARTH which's distance is nearly 200 LIGHT YEARS but I would liked it if N-EARTH also implemented a system such as SPACE-TELEPORT like the other planets including SPACEGEON which could get you from a planet within the same system or a different system in a matter of seconds. But looking at the individuals in the SpacePort, especially humans, they didn't seem to be bothered by it even a bit. Since I'm half human myself, it bothered me a bit how the other humans were unbothered.

Putting all the criticism's and whatnot aside, I headed for the place which I originally needed to go for my purpose. I couldn't care less of what the n-earthlings do with their brains and muscles. I searched for a private teleport capsule but couldn't find one inside the SpacePort and I didn't want to waste time going outside and wandering in search of one so I grabbed a public teleport capsule and set the destination to one of the few places which let's you extract data from the eye of a Half-RUZXIAINON & Half-HUMAN. The public teleport capsule didn't cost money since it's public but my trip and details were recorded, which I didn't care much but if there is a possibility to avoid using a public teleport capsule I will surely take it and use a private teleport capsule even if it cost a bit extra. I ended up in a semi-desolated area called 'KYOSID'.

After stepping outside of the public teleport capsule in the 'KYOSID' area, I walked about 100 meters and reached an old looking shop managed by an old human male around his 140's but looked like he was 50 or so. His name was VINCENT. At least that's what my father used to call him when we were still living on N-EARTH. That was nearly 12 years ago so I don't know if he had changed his name or something like that but I didn't really care because I was just there for obtain a service in exchange of my patronage and not to make memories with old acquaintances of my father. Fortunately the other party haven't seemed to recognize me either so I was happy that we could get it done without unnecessary conversations. As I explained my reason for being there he said to go and lie on an 'EX-TABLE' available in the back of the shop with a voice which sounded like a human-male in his thirties. "Did you replaced your vocal cords too??" was an question that immediately popped into my head but I refrained from asking that and went to the back after a slight nod of affirmation.

In the back, I saw a few EX-TABLES available so I went and got on one in the corner of the room. The room is a sleek, sterile environment blending organic warmth and advanced technology. Its walls are a shimmering gradient of silvery white, embedded with dynamic panels that shift between informational displays and ambient lighting. A soft blue glow emanates from the ceiling, casting a calming yet clinical atmosphere across the space. Throughout the room, subtle hums and occasional bursts of soft tones accompany the operation of advanced machinery, creating a harmonic symphony of technology and life. The 'EX-TABLES' are used when doing delicate data operations on living beings. They have floating devices powered by Anti-Gravity beams inside the EX-TABLE which helps the operator to adjust its height and move it around without applying any force at all.
The surface of the EX-TABLE can be reconfigured to accommodate the anatomy of any species, while its surface is composed of a self-healing material that adjusts its texture to suit the operation.
The four sides are equipped with all the devices and instruments used for the operations.

I adjusted the EX-TABLE to a length of 220 cm and a width of 70 cm, ensuring there was precisely 2% free space when I lay on it face up. Once the surface dimensions were set, the EX-TABLE automatically adapted to accommodate the unique anatomical features of my hybrid nature.
In my case, it created two openings beneath my neck to allow my tentacles—each 48 cm long with a circumference of about 4 cm—to slide through comfortably. These tentacles grow from the back of my neck, so the table adjusted its structure seamlessly. For my back, which features three pairs of small white wings, the table became soft and pliable in the corresponding area. Each wing pair, starting slightly below my shoulders, is no wider than 8 cm and no longer than 15 cm, with a 5 cm interval between each pair. The soft surface allowed my wings to sink in gently, ensuring maximum comfort and stability during the procedure.

After a few minutes, VINCENT showed up and asked me what was the data I was looking for. While I knew exactly what I needed to look for inside my head, for some reason it was very difficult to put into words. My voice trembled and my tongue seemed to have gone crazy inside my mouth. After a small moment of hesitation I said what I needed with my trembling voice but fortunately VINCENT seemed to understand and started the data extraction without further inquiries.

He took a device called the 'NEUROINFOTOR' from the side of the EX-TABLE and placed it upon my eyes. It reflects a blue light into the eyes and uses it to convert the information recorded in the eyes to data. It was quite annoying since I had to keep my eyes open for the entire process but I wasn't seriously annoyed. Just a tiny bit. That's because, even though I could have get it done much more easily in 'SPACEGEON' with the help of a 'DT-READER', which only connects a single wire to your head and extracts information, I didn't want to wait waste any more time in 'SPACEGEON'. Another reason been, almost all 'DT-READERS' are government property so a record is left behind for each use including the extracted data and the clients information. Since I didn't have to worry about that, I was a bit relieved but the blue light from the NEUROINFOTOR'' reflected directly into my eyes was still a bit annoying. After a few minutes searching through my eyes VINCENT said "HERE WE GO, ALL DONE" and removed the device from the eyes. I got up from the EX-TABLE and followed VINCENT to the front reception quietly. Even though my eyes were still a little numb from the blue light, that was the last of my concerns right now. My heart started to race faster and faster the more we got near to the reception. As the reason for this was unknown, the fear in me only grew further and further.

At the front reception VINCENT handed me a chip the size of a finger nail and said "THAT WILL BE 17 N-DOLLARS" so I extended my arm into the payment device and said "BY FINGERPRINT PLEASE" . The chip was labeled 1GB. Even if it didn’t truly hold that much data, it wasn’t a bad deal. He turned the device to my side and I placed my thumb. Once the transaction was complete, he said "THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE" with his usual monotone delivery and I replied with a small smile. Honestly I think that small smile didn't seem much as a smile because of how fast my heart was beating now. But either way I turned around and began to walk towards the exit.

“AH,” Vincent exclaimed suddenly, as if he’d just remembered something. I stopped and turned back, ready to ask what it was. Before I could speak, he said, "I'M SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS." The words caught me off guard. Vincent was known for being indifferent, rarely acknowledging his customers beyond the transaction itself. That was same for any species. He treated my father who was a HUMAN the same way He treated a 'RUZXIAINON' or any other species. He never used honorifics or formalities, so hearing those words from him felt... unexpected. For a moment, I stood there, unsure how to respond. But a small warmth rose in me despite my surprise. He had remembered. Summoning what little strength I had, I muttered, "THANK YOU," before turning to leave.

I grabbed an 'AIRPOD' from the self-service taxi area on the main ground road of 'KYOSID' after walking for around 180 meters from VINCENT'S shop. Even though 'KYOSID' was supposed to be semi-desolate area, the streets were bustling with life. From Humans, Elves, Dwarfs and Dragons, Phoenixes who have used the item 'A-P-X' to shrink themselves for easier mobility, all the way to species from neighboring systems like 'RUZXIAINONS' , 'LIPOASINS' , 'DXZINS' etc and of course hybrids such as myself. I heard there's a small festival on N-EARTH every year on the 25th of December. Perhaps that was the reason for the activity, or maybe they were just residents of N-EARTH going about their daily routines. Either way, it was noticeably less crowded than SPACEGEON, even on an ordinary day. After I got onto the 'AIRPOD' I set my destination to the nearest 'DATABASE CENTER'. I got two options: One underground DATABASE CENTER and one aerial DATABASE CENTER. By doing some simple calculations I figured it would take 5 minutes to get to Aerial DATABASE CENTER while for the underground one it would take 9 minutes. I set my destination to the Aerial DATABASE CENTER and put on auto pilot. The 'AIRPOD' took off without any difficulties.

While the 'AIRPOD' was on it's way, I took the chip I received from VINCENT and installed it in the on the socket in my palm. It was very difficult to install even though the 'AIRPOD' was flying smoothly. That's because what I had felt that day returned.

MY HANDS SHAKING

MY HEARTBEAT EXCEEDING ALL NORMAL LIMITS

MY PALMS SWEETING WHEN TOUGH I HAD NEVER SWEAT BEFORE

MY TRAIN OF THOUGHTS DERAILING LIKE NEVER BEFORE

I was nervous. As before a mountain of questions popped inside of my head again. I didn't want to look what was inside the chip. I was afraid. I was afraid about what would happen to my fault life from now on. But I was too late. Once my bad habit emerges, there's no going back. I hate it. I hate myself for having such a bad habit. Even though I learned to control it little by little after that incident, it still emerges in the most unpredictable way. ONCE I CAUGHT AN INTEREST IN SOMETHING, I CAN'T LET IT GO. EITHER FOT BETTER OR WORSE.

Once the chip was installed a saw two files. A single video and a single photo. First I watched the 2 second video since I thought it would be the least difficult to watch. As I watched and analysed the video I found out that information my brain couldn't figure out. There were the pieces I needed before the last piece in my search.

THE REGISTRATION NUMBER OF THE BLACK CARS AND THE WHITE LIMOUSINE

THE MODELS OF THOSE VEHICLES

AND LASTLY THE 'ID-CODE' OF THE AIR LIMOUSINE

I found out that that all the vehicles were registered for different individuals which was quite disappointing but soon followed good news. The specific models are produced only on N-EARTH and only a handful of individuals can get their hands on them due to their luxurious nature. With this information on hand I arrived at the DATABASE CENTER.

DATABASE CENTERS of N-EARTH and any other planet in general, offers a wide variety of information regarding various topics. This obviously includes personal information of individuals existing inside the NET. The NET of N-EARTH is called 'MAGIA' and anything uploaded through the net to any site or platform remains inside 'MAGIC'. But that's for the general public. If you have the authority and access codes, you can gain information of almost anything through 'MAGIA'. From government documents, business informations, private and public relations, all the way to a certain individuals personal information even if they haven't uploaded anything through the NET. That's because no matter who, a person with an identity is registered in government files.

For someone like me who is working in the 'ITEM-SHOP' in SPACEGEON, accessing government documents is easy work. After all, what I do all day is research new TECH found in the 'DUNGEON AREA' of 'SPACEGEON'. I took a private room which cost 5 N-DOLLARS for 1 hour instead of using the public booths for free. I had no idea what will my reaction be after gaining my desired information, so using a private room was the only choice I had. Both the private room and the public booth had a computer capable of performing exactly the same. The extra free space was the only difference between the two. I normally turned the computer on and waited for it to boot. After the booting process was completed, you could login with your credentials or use without them. However what could be done is strictly limited without logging in. The computer was the size of a human thumb. The only button in it is the power-on button. Everything else was done by the holographic mouse and keyboard. Well that's normal for public use computers. Instead the private use computers are the size of a finger nail and wirelessly connected to your brain and functions with brain waves. That's the standard for N-EARTH. While the standard for 'SPACEGEON' is a single chip the size of a ring or earring which are worn as accessories.

I didn't login nor did I use the system as an guest. Instead I connected the computer to my personal computer which I had on my pinky finger wirelessly and accessed 'MAGIA' through my computer. By that way, I was able to negate all the restrictions on 'MAGIA'. I felt fear for doing something illegal. I felt ashamed of myself for doing this. However no matter what, I couldn't stop. I haven't felt like urge even once after that incident. I was always able to control it before it got out of hand. However not this time. Without any explanation or reasoning behind it I started analyzing the models of the 10 'AIR-CARS' and cross-referencing them with the 'ID-CODE' received from the 'AIR-LIMOUSINE,' I began searching for potential buyers who purchased both types of vehicles or bought them from the same area. After a thorough investigation, I was able to narrow down the list to 42 individuals who had purchased these vehicles within the same region. "42 INDIVIDUALS WHO BROUGHT LUXURY 'AIR-CARS' IN A SINGLE AREA??!!" That's the thought that first came to my mind. But I was able to quickly formulate an answer for that at least. After all N-EARTH is fully merit-fueled in terms of income and lifestyle. Without WARS or NATURAL DISASTERS and with everyone being treated equally since birth, one could devote their all for what they need to do. And so N-EARTH also reached TRUE PEACE like the other planets by implementing the 'MERIT SYSTEM'.

All I needed now was the last piece to find her. And that's her photo. While she wasn't on this list, all I needed to do was cross-match her with an individual on the list. By doing so, if she's connected to an individual in the list, I could gain her information as well through that individual. The single photo on the chip that VINCENT have me. Even though I hadn't opened the file yet, I knew exactly what it was. My hands started to shake again. Even after all this time I spent searching her, the reason was still unknown. With the sound of my beating heart echoing through the private room, I opened the photo and uploaded it to my computer. The search was automated but my mind didn't seemed to be relaxed in the slightest. What took less than a minute to show the results, felt like an eternity. A single person appeared on the holographic screen. It was her. With my trembling hands opened her file.

BEEP!! BEEP!! BEEP!!
As soon as I opened her file, some kind of alarm went off. It wasn't just inside my room. I could hear it in the entire building. Even though I didn't know the reason for this, my instinct kicked off. I ran towards the exit but the police were already there. However thanks to the confusion created by the others at the DATABASE CENTER, I was able to slip last the exit and get on my 'AIR POD'. Even though I made it, it didn't take long for the police to identify me and chase after me. As I saw the police 'CHASER-BULLET' behind me, I immediately realized that I'm the one who triggered those alarms and it's definitely me that there are after.

I knew full well that a commercial 'AIRPOD' is absolutely no match for a police 'CHASER-BULLET' in terms of speed or agility. If I were the me from three days ago, I would definitely stop and resolve the situation through legal methods. But now things were slightly different. My behavior had changed unbeknownst to me. I took my 'MINI PROPULSIVE ENGINE' which I use for emergencies from my 'DIMENSION RING' and attached it to the engine of the 'AIRPOD'. In a burst of energy the 'AIRPOD'S' speed increased significantly but it wasn't quite enough. Passing the legal air speed limit of 150KPH, we raced through the main Air-Road of N-EARTH 'KYOSID'.

THE POLICE WITH THEIR 'CHASER BULLETS' RIGHT BEHIND ME

SOUNDING LIKE A CONTINUOUS LOW-WHISTLE THE 'CHASER-BULLETS' RACED THROUGH THE SKY

SOUNDING LIKE SOMETHING HEAVY BEING DRAGGED ALONG RAPIDLY THROUGH THE FLOOR, DUE TO THE MIXING OF THE ENGINES OF THE 'AIRPOD', I WAS SLIGHTLY AHEAD OF THEM

AS WE PASSED MANY CHECK POINTS AND I BROKE MANY LAWS, MANY EMOTIONS STARTED RISING WITHIN ME

FEAR, GUILT, ANXIETY AND DEFIANCE SWIRLED TOGETHER

BUT A SINGLE UNKNOWN EMOTION BESTED ALL THE OTHER EMOTIONS AND ROSE TO THE TOP

I COVERED MY MOUTH UNWILLINGLY WITH MY HAND AS THAT DAY BUT AS THAT DAY, I KNEW FULL WELL WHAT MY FACE WAS LIKE

I WAS SMILING..... EVEN THOUGH I KNEW IT, I DIDN'T KNOW WHY. HOWEVER I WAS SMILING. WITH MY EVERYDAY LIFE CRUMBLING AT AN RIDICULOUS SPEED, I...WAS... SMILING!!!

" SO HER NAME IS SERENA AIZ NOIRN HUH!!! "