[congratulations on a successful weave!!]
[welcome to planet Zyria]
A mechine interface rang in his ear as the mechinical sound of the pod resounded and a young man with a slim build stretched his hand out and crawled out of the pod.
"Hmmm, doesn't get old" his lip broke into a smirk as he raised his hand up grabbing a hand full of hair on his head, pulling it back.
His contenance was beautiful, eyes as dreamy as prince and chin as hard as chiseled stone. Weave tech always brought out the best of humanity in its weaves. He thought in his mind.
With most of humanity leaving earth, advancments went into hyper speed, with weavetech, humans learned how to create temporary bodies to explore lands far away.
These bodies could be created at a moments notice, but couldn't be maintained for too long, depending on the quality, so it was only good for exploration, however it was still incredible!!
Imagine people just popping up in a planet not previously explored as soon as ships appeared on the orbit, these ships didn't even need to be manned by humans!!
"Show me stats" Enzo reached out and swiped then a hologramic interface appeared infront of him.
[name: Enzo Malvaran]
[Physical Strength : Modrate]
[class: Miner]
[expiration time: 12 hours]
"Cheap bastard!!" He cursed looking at the stats of this Body, that old man was sending him into a dangerous mine with such a shitty body? Typical.
Miner? What were the chances that he was just going to mine? Didn't the old fool know that place was infested by monsters?
"I really need to stop taking work from that guy" rubbing his temple frustratingly, Enzo complained. However, who would hire a 15 year slum rat to work for them using their precious weave pods?
' few months of work then I will be able to afford a cheap Weavepod….then i won't need to constantly risk my life for someone else'
Enzo thought in his mind.
His family was dirt poor, the lowest of the low in society, they had little to nothing and his father was sick, if he didn't find a way to aliviate their current situation, how could he enjoy the greater things in life?
He wanted a car, he wanted a house with one of those pool things on the internet, he wanted good food and to live like a king. But most of all, he wanted freedom.
But the only way to get any of this was with money…well in this context, it was time.
"Let's get going" snapping out of it, Enzo stood up to his feet and walked to a case infront and took out some clothes which he quickly donned on. Then he walked through the enclosed capsule holding and towards the automated door.
"Maximum effort" he took in a huge breath of air and pressed onto the doors interface causing it to open up and light to cascade into the room.
Stepping out, Enzo found himself atop a hill with beautiful Lucious grasses waving through the wind and the smell of morning freshness.
"That's Zyria for you" he smiled, the hills on the planet were beautiful, a place that melded seamlessly with nature.
Right beside the hill though was a helllish landscape which was known as finor mountain. It was a mining station where miners could get material that using weave tech could be brought back to earth for use.
There were a lot of mining operations all over the place, but the Fredration limited them so as to not allow monopoly…that is except for weavetechs.
After taking in the surroundings, Enzo walked down the hill quickly moving at top speed. In as much as this body from the old man's weave was cheap, it was still much better than his actual body.
His was extremely weak, just as others on earth due to the constant radiation. That was why most youths were obsessed with weaving.
The freedom and strength that came with adventuring in other planets was just superb. It felt like flying out of a deep dark cave that was the limiting body of earth.
"The mines are closed, kid I don't know what to tell you" reaching the base of the mountain, Enzo met a young man seated before a make-shift booth.
Mine administrators
They were in charge of who goes into the mine and what comes out of it. There was a lot of freedom when weaving but one always had to pay the federation a cut.
This was only natural
"Just go over to Yuno mountain, that's what the others are doing" the mine administrator said feeling some pity. Finor mountain was one of the older mountains, one of the few to be broken into by humans when they first came here.
Now it was slowly being depleted and the rise of the Yuno mountain mine was clear as day with the recent collapse.
He would miss this place, but most of all, he would miss having a job.
"Sigh, whatever, can I at least get a pikeax?" Enzo sighed, a new mine was an awesome development for people with good builds and powerful weapons…but for normal private miners like himself?
It was a death wish.
These planets weren't actually uninhabited, no in fact after leaving the second belt of the Milky Way galaxy ring humans started noticing life, however they weren't aliens in the sense of what they saw in movies of the past.
These were more mythical corrupted monster types than just normal creatures. The worst part was that it wasn't a single specie…they were numerous as if the remnants born from a long forgotten era.
"Sure, you can take anyone of your choice" the administrator smirked waving his hand causally.
This kid was a private miner, he probably had no weapon. The least he could do was at least help him with a pickax free of charge.
"Thanks!!" Beaming with joy, Enzo walked towards a pile of pickaxes laid in a random heap.