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21 wasn't impressed many people found him to be mad pure logic was always found to be mad, 19 couldn't be destroyed so 21 had set his cause to making his live as horrible as possible and a endless nothingness was close enough for 21 you couldn't rule what wasn't there and his own dead was also a plus. The wings were junk in 21 eye's he could make the same the size of a atom if not then less but she left only her foolish words remained. 21 wanted to laugh at this so called honer full person, there were no real creators the world's were simply matter bound together by a big explosion made by a breakthrough in reality producing matter and anti matter. She also had called him twisted typical the fool always calls the genius mad only because reality isn't what they want it to be. 21 sat down in his ship looking to the control panel for a second before he stood up again removing a panel. 21 pulled many things out of the ship as he needed resources to blow up the view planets that existed and the core of course. His hands worked quickly and focused connecting wires. He put in the sand in a small box's putting it outside to do it's duty soon glass tubes began to role out as the machine took more sand out of it's self.

21 put the wire in the small glass producer set the solar panels in position to provide energy. He broke open the gun using the parts to his purpose's but he would need to be quickly as he set up the machines around him that began to fill the small ship that began to not be a ship anymore. The basic's were there his chemical knowledge was still great but he found it nothing by what it once was he would need to retrieve it but the weak body was more important. He found to be not used to his new body it was not every where like he once was it didn't fit his needs now he needed to run from one side to the other not having the resources to build a machine to do simple things like monitoring chemicals. He had made a computer form the ships mainframe having programmed it with some basic things but he wasn't happy with it so he redid everything.

The first comfort was a simple little machine made to bring him stuff when he asked for it but a small grey oval with a lens was the real handy thing it could order another machine to do some things so that 21 could focus on making not keeping up some sort of a temperature. 21 let out a small sigh from irritation as the needle made his body bleed again but he did continue and that was rewarded by a white lab coat. 21 wasn't someone that really cared for appearance but the coat was white from the same material that made his armor so though so it was bullet proof and it covered the metal exoskeleton that he had made to give him more strength and speed in general things were going good.

He stepped out of the ship breathing in and out this were the moments that made him satisfied, the moment were he was busy rebuilding form nothing, the moment that the plan hadn't been kicked into the ground by a feet that was the pure thing that 21 wanted to destroy. Now he had a body some emotions did come back many were still away but the pure hatred was there again. These eye's would haunt his new found sleep he knew it but the little devil would pay! 21 looked to the sky for a second sighing knowing it wouldn't happen.