Wreckter

[Piombo65]

_{Unlocked by @Dark_Knight}

"2 weeks ago"

Mary entered in the room again, looking at the boy waiting that he noted her, trying to not disturb. The boy saw her and he istantly come at her leaving all what he was doing and immediately calm her, worrying how much time she was silently watching him. «Not so much», she said with the same sad expression. The boy with a smile asked what was the problem and even in this case it was the same: She didn't understand a part of that book she carried. «Sincerely, the book itself told to talk to you» she said, indicating an empty page of that book to the boy. Like if he was prepared for that moment he responded: «You arrived at the end of the book, Mary. The last chapter: "Love". Just love.»

«Y-yeah… but what does it mean?» She asked. The boy immediately answered: «To know this, you had to learn all the rest of the book. That's why I... "Ordered" you to do it and now you're here, after chapters about who are the humans, who are you, what's this world… now the question is how living this life. And the answer is "with love".». The girl continued to hear him without saying anything: «In a common dictionary the love is "a range of strong and positive emotional and mental states, from the most sublime virtue or good habit, the deepest interpersonal affection and to the simplest pleasure". Understand?»
«Yes.» She replied.
«Good! Now you learnt that every living being try to survive in this world reaching the best conditions it can. Right? This brings a satisfaction for it so...»
«So... so the living being while try to live, try to love.»
«Correct!» He replied. «Love is life. Love is everything you need to survive, to live, to make your species evolve. You live because you love the life; more you find love, more you're fine. Love is not only that classical concept of kisses and compassion. It's something over than those concrete concepts. God is love. Love is existance. You have to love to live.».
«Oh...» She looked surprised but maintained that neutral face: «And do I love?»
«That's the problem: No». The boy replied with a bit of displeasure: «You don't care about yourself. You do that… ehm… only… "because I ordered you to do it". Your entire life depends by me because of your nature. But if your nature can become like mine, then you should learn to love. Consider that the… "last order" I give to you.».

The girl, for the first time in her life experienced a deeper feeling of the sadness and she noticed that, causing a bit of confusion: «I...I-I c-can't… I-I'm s-sorry… I-I-I c-c-can't do that.»
«Yes, you can.». The boy encouraged her: «You can do it. We everyone can do it. It's in our genetic code, the goal of surviving, so also the goal of loving.»
«B-but not t-the mine». She sighed: «I'm made to be your slave. I've no freedom. I'm at your orders...»
«But you're also a human being.» He stopped her: «And you can act as such. Have you ever thought for yourself, about what you like to do? About personal preferences?»
«No. Never.» Mary replied trying to calm herself: «I never thought anything. Only doing what you ordered...»
«Impossible! Only a robotic calculator can act in this way and you are not that. Admit it, you thought for yourself even if you tried to avoid because you just want follow "my orders".». Mary was silent hearing that response. The boy continued: «What I want now that my "last order" is deleting what avoids you to think for yourself and whatever you want. I want that you will be really free like every living being, so free yourself! At any point of view.»
«I...I will t-try...»
«No! There's no try. Do it or don't do it!».

Mary took a deep breath, starting to look around and, incredibly, starting to experience emotions, feelings. It was like she could open her eyes for the first time in her life: «I can… think… I can think for myself… for yourself… everything that surrounds me... I w-wanted to know… this world… where am I? What am I? I want to be someone, I want to be someone, I want to… LIVE!». Her exhale concluded with a shout and she was about to falling to the ground if the boy didn't hold her. That smile, the first time she smiled, looking up the void.
«My name… is "Mary". I've no surname. I'm born at Los Angeles and I live here. I'm 21 years old. I want to discover everything of this world. I love this world. I love the nature. I love the life. I love… you.». Her eyes pointed to the boy.
«M-me...?»

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