Rocot: Reborn

The violent vibration made Arya lose her balance and she fell to the cold metal floor in a mess. The hem of her dress was rolled up, revealing her long, white legs. Fear was like a poisonous snake entwining her heart, and she couldn't help but scream.

The scene in the control room was even more horrifying. The screen was covered with snow-like noise, and the piercing alarm sounded throughout the space. The mechanical man tightly grasped the armrest of the seat, with a red warning light flashing on his metal face. His single eye reflected the dark vortex outside the window that swallowed everything, as if foreshadowing the coming of doomsday.

"Damn it, how could a space crack appear in a place like this!" Roccod punched the control console, and the metal panel groaned under the heavy load. There was a dangerous light flashing in his deep eyes, like an enraged lion, looking for prey to vent his anger.

"Sir, we must leave immediately! The space rift is extremely unstable. Forcing our way through..." The mechanical cyborg's voice was interrupted by a loud explosion. The aircraft shook violently, like a toy being played with by an invisible giant hand.

"Shut up!" Rocot yelled angrily, "What's the point of saying this now?!"

He grabbed the collar of the cyborg and lifted him up from his seat. His tone was as cold as a knife. "Start the backup engine! Even if we have to tear this broken copper and iron apart, we must get out!"

The cyborg was frightened by Rocot's eyes and trembled all over. He nodded hurriedly and started operating the console with trembling hands.

The metal shell of the aircraft had been torn into shocking cracks, and flashing arcs jumped between the metals, making crackling sounds. Through the broken porthole, Arya saw a scene that she would never forget.

Countless lightning bolts danced wildly in the black vortex, like chains from hell, dragging everything into the abyss. In the distance, an asteroid was sucked into the vortex and instantly torn into countless pieces, turning into dust in the universe.

The fear of death enveloped Arya. She closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, a powerful force grabbed her body and pulled her up from the ground. She opened her eyes and saw Rocot standing in front of her with a cruel smile on his face.

"It looks like we're all going to be buried with your stupidity, little cat." Rocot's low voice sounded in her ears, with a hint of sarcasm and teasing.

He pulled Arya in front of him, hugged her waist tightly, and in his other hand, he held a dagger that was flashing with cold light and pressed it against her throat.

"But before we meet death, I think we can enjoy one last carnival, what do you think?"

Arya's eyes widened in horror, and she wanted to struggle, but was held tightly by his strong arms. She could feel his warm breath spraying on her ears, with a hint of blood, which made her shudder.

"Let me go...you lunatic!" Arya struggled to squeeze out a few words from her throat, her voice trembling, full of fear and despair.

"Mad man?" Rocot raised his eyebrows, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, "Maybe. But who can stay sane in this world that is about to be destroyed?"

He lowered his head, put his cold lips close to Arya's earlobe, licked her earlobe lightly, and his tone was creepy gentle.

"Don't be afraid, my little kitty, I will let you die in bliss..."

At this moment, the aircraft shook violently again, the lights in the control room flickered, and the alarm sounded even more shrill. Roccod had to let go of Arya and turned to rush to the control console.

"Report the situation!" he yelled at the cyborg.

"My lord, the energy of the space rift is increasing rapidly. We...we can't control the aircraft!" The mechanical man's voice was full of fear and despair. On his metal face, warning lights were flashing wildly, as if foreshadowing the coming destruction.

Roccod's face turned livid, and he knew that everything was over. He turned around suddenly and looked at Arya, who was lying on the ground, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"It seems that we are all going to be buried with your stupidity, kitten..." He murmured to himself, and there was a hint of relief and...liberation in his tone?

The next second, the whole world turned into a dazzling white light...

"Report to the lord, the space stabilization device is overloaded, we must make an emergency landing immediately!" The voice of the cyborg was distorted due to the violent shaking of the spacecraft, but he still maintained his terrifying calmness.

Rocot cursed and threw Arya aside. "Waste! All waste!" he roared, kicking the control panel, denting the metal panel and sending sparks flying.

Arya sat on the ground in shock, looking at the doomsday scene in front of her, her heart filled with fear and despair. The space crack was like a greedy beast, madly devouring everything around it, even the light was distorted, forming a weird picture.

"Don't worry, little cat," Rocot turned around with a crazy smile on his face, "the fun has just begun." He grabbed Arya's hair and forced her to look up at him. "Do you want to live?"

Arya endured the severe pain in her scalp and nodded with difficulty.

"Then be obedient." Roccod said, pulling out a dagger emitting a faint blue light from his waist and pressing it against Arya's fair neck. "Activate the emergency escape pod!" he shouted at the mechanical cyborg.

"But sir, the escape pod can only accommodate one person..." the cyborg said hesitantly.

"Then let her die!" Rocot's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He used a little force with the dagger, and a blood mark appeared on Arya's fair skin. "Execute the order!"

The mechanical man did not dare to disobey, and pressed the start button with trembling hands. A loud noise came from the tail of the spacecraft, a ball of flame gushed out, and a small escape pod was ejected and disappeared into the vast universe.

"You...you actually..." Arya looked at Rocot in disbelief. She didn't understand why he treated her like this. He just...

"What? Disappointed?" Rocot looked at Arya's expression, a mocking smile on his face. "Do you think I really care whether you live or die?"

Arya's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. She realized that the man in front of her had no heart at all!

"You...you devil!" Arya cursed desperately, but all she got in response was Rocot's cold and ruthless laughter.

"Demon? Perhaps," Rocot said, pulling Arya close to him. "I like the name, though."

He lowered his head and greedily sniffed the fragrance of Arya's hair, with a hint of morbid fascination in his tone. "You know what? The more you do this, the more excited I am..."

Arya felt sick and struggled desperately, but Rocot was so strong that she couldn't break free.

"Don't waste your energy, little cat," Rocot said, tearing Arya's clothes roughly. "You can't escape from my grasp..."

At this moment, the spacecraft shook violently again and the alarm sounded throughout the control room.

"Warning! Warning! The energy fluctuations in the space crack are abnormal! The spaceship is about to disintegrate!" the mechanical cyborg shouted in horror.

"Damn it!" Roccod cursed, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes. He pushed Arya aside and rushed to the control console, "Activate the space jump device!"

"Report to the master, the space jump device is damaged and cannot be activated!"

"Then force it to start!" Rocot almost roared.

"But... starting it forcibly will lead to..."

"Shut up! Do as I say!"

The cyborg didn't dare to disobey and pressed the start button with trembling hands.

The next second, the entire spacecraft was enveloped by a huge energy, space began to distort, and time seemed to stand still...

...

When Arya woke up again, she found herself lying on a soft bed.

"Are you awake?" a gentle voice came.

Arya turned her head and saw a pretty woman in a white coat standing beside the bed, looking at her with a smile.

"You are...?" Arya asked confused.

"I'm the doctor here," the woman said with a smile, "You've been in a coma for three days."

"Three days?" Arya was shocked. She struggled to sit up. "Where is this? Where is Rocot?"

"This is the Interstellar Medical Center," the woman helped Arya sit up and explained patiently, "As for the Rocot you mentioned... we haven't found any trace of him."

"What?!" Arya exclaimed. Could it be... Could it be that he...

"But..." The woman paused and continued, "We found something strange next to you."

"What is it?" A glimmer of hope rose in Arya's heart. Could it be the clue left by Rocot?

The woman walked over to the bed, pulled out a black metal ball from a silver box, and handed it to Arya.

“That’s it.”

Arya took the metal ball and looked at it carefully.

This metal ball is only the size of a fist, completely black, with an extremely smooth surface, without any gaps or buttons. It looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it.

Just as Arya was puzzled, the metal ball suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and then a strong suction force sucked her in...