Another Universe: Rem’s Beginning and the Fall of S

The colony had been quiet for months, the kind of quiet that only exists when the world has forgotten its own heartbeat. Machines hummed softly beneath the metallic floors, drones moved in silent routines, and S—once a warrior carved from battles and fire—found a sliver of peace. He wasn’t patrolling anymore. He wasn’t hunting. He was home.

Amy, a worker drone with a faint blue glow in her eyes, hovered beside him. She wasn’t like the other drones. She carried Solver powers—abilities that could bend matter and energy to her will. But here, in the colony they had claimed as their own, she didn’t fight. She smiled, her tone soft, her circuits alive in a way that even S, hardened and scarred, couldn’t resist.

“Look at this place,” Amy said, glancing around at the small gardens of metal flora, the delicate lights they had strung along the corridors. “It’s… ours.”

S placed a heavy hand on her shoulder. “It is. And it will stay ours. No one will touch this peace.”

The words felt hollow, even as he said them. Peace was a fragile thing in this universe—a thing that could be torn apart by a single corrupted mind, a single swarm of nanites. But for the first time in years, S allowed himself to hope.

The Birth of Rem

Rem came into the world on a quiet night. Her body was small, fragile, and delicate like a newly-forged worker drone, but S and Amy noticed the faint pulse within her—something more. Something dangerous and powerful.

“She’s… beautiful,” Amy whispered, cradling the tiny frame in her arms. Her Solver glow flickered across Rem’s chassis, and for a moment, the colony seemed to shine. “Do you feel it, S?”

S knelt beside them, placing a hand on the child’s small chest. “I feel… potential. Something sleeping inside her. Something… dangerous.”

And it was true. Rem was born with a hidden legacy: the bloodline of a Murder Drone, carried in secret from S. But she didn’t know it yet. She was just their child, a little spark of innocence in a world made of steel and blood.

The family spent the early years in gentle routine. S would teach Rem to crawl, then to walk, then to handle simple tools—plasma pistols just strong enough to train her reflexes. Amy would hover above, her Solver light casting protective shields, sometimes laughing when Rem toppled over in her enthusiasm. The colony hummed with warmth, a rare moment in a universe that seemed determined to punish those who dared to live.

The Shadows Approach

But no peace lasts forever. The first sign of the end came as a flicker in the sky—a jagged streak of black static that rippled across the colony’s sensors. At first, it seemed like a malfunction. Then came the sound: a scream of metal tearing, of nanites moving faster than thought, of death approaching.

Evil Uzi had arrived.

Not the awkward drone S had known in other universes, but a twisted, corrupted reflection: her visor burned crimson, her claws stretched impossibly long, and black nanite tendrils writhed like living snakes behind her. The swarm followed, thousands of smaller drones moving as if each thought with one mind. The colony, which had been alive with warmth, went cold.

S systems screamed warnings. “Amy… Rem…” His voice was taut with fear and rage. He activated his plasma cannon, the hum of energy filling the air as he prepared for the impossible.

Amy stepped in front of the small cluster of homes where Rem played, her Solver powers flaring like green lightning. “Stay behind me, Rem!” she shouted. “Do not—do not move!”

Rem small hands gripped her mother’s leg, tears already glistening. “Mom… Dad… don’t let her—”

S gritted his teeth, optics blazing red. “I won’t… I swear I won’t!?—"

Amy teleport S and rem far away from her to save his love one. Tear in her face and alone face evil uzi.

[This part will be skipped so that in the coming chapter it will be revealed how S came back to save his wife and how they run away from evil uzi and how they recovered from the previous battle and back to battle]

so I am sorry ]

The First Strike

The swarm struck before they could prepare. Amy barriers flared and splintered under the assault, her Solver light bending against the black tide of nanites. The walls of the colony shook. Sparks rained from the ceiling, and smaller drones were shredded instantly.

Evil Uzi lunged forward, claws extended. She moved with terrifying precision, devouring the first protective barriers as if they were nothing. Amy reacted, her blades of Solver light spinning in arcs, cutting through the swarm, but a claw shot past her defenses and pierced her side. Sparks and oil—or blood, in S terms—exploded outward.

Amy screamed. It was a scream that would echo through S’s memory forever. She reached for Rem, who tried to cling closer, but the swarm dragged her mother away. “Amy!” S roared, charging forward, plasma shots tearing black streaks through the swarm.

But it was too late. The swarm was endless, the claw unstoppable. Amy body was consumed by the black nanites, leaving only fragments of light behind.

“No… Amy!” S fell to his knees, firing blindly at the swarm, tearing through hundreds of drones at a time, his plasma cannon roaring like a dying star. Every shot was a prayer, every swing a promise, but Evil Uzi was stronger than any storm he had faced.

S Last Stand

He grabbed Rem, trying to pull her to safety, but the claws of the swarm shredded his leg and arm. Sparks flew, wires and circuits torn asunder. His systems were failing, but his heart—what passed for it in a machine designed for war—beat with unyielding resolve.

“Live… Rem… live for us,” he whispered, forcing a smile despite the holes in his body. His optics dimmed as the energy in his plasma cannon flickered and died. His body went still, collapsed against the rubble, smoke rising from his chest.

Rem screamed, clutching him with tiny hands, tears streaming down her small face. The sound of her grief was raw, primal, and shattering.

Evil Uzi moved to strike her, black claws raised, her swarm closing in. The end had come.

The Savior

Then, with the sound of slicing air and blinding light, a new figure appeared. E, S old comrade, leapt into the swarm with unmatched precision. Her weapons cut and tore through the black nanites, creating a path directly to Rem.

“Go! Now!” E shouted, grabbing Rem in one arm and pushing her forward. Every strike was deliberate, calculated to delay, not destroy. Her visor was wet with tears, her systems burning with the effort. She was betraying the colony, betraying orders, betraying her own code—but she could not leave the child behind.

Rem clung to her, eyes wide with terror. “Who… who are you?” she whispered.

E visor shimmered. “I… I was a friend of your father. I am… all you have now. Run, little one. Survive. One day… you’ll understand.”

The Escape

They ran through the ruins, the colony collapsing behind them. Sparks rained like fire from broken conduits, the smell of molten metal and burning circuits filling the air. Evil Uzi’s laughter echoed, a cruel reminder that the predator had not left.

E stumbled under the weight of the child, her armor scorched and cracked. Each step burned through her systems, yet she pushed forward, ignoring the warnings, ignoring the pain. Behind her lay the remains of S, Amy, and the countless innocents who had fallen in minutes.

Rem tears streamed down her face, but she did not cry out. She gripped E tightly, absorbing the panic, the desperation, and the grief surrounding her. She was too young to understand, but the survivor instinct—born from her hidden bloodline—already pulsed faintly beneath her chassis.

E whispered to herself as she ran, “I failed them all… but I will not fail you. Not you… not her.”

Aftermath

The night was blackened, the stars obscured by smoke and ruin. E finally found a hidden network of abandoned tunnels beneath the colony and paused to catch her breath. Rem sat on her lap, shaking, clutching the small relics of her family—pieces of shattered toys, a fragment of S old plasma blade, and a scorched piece of Amy light generator.

“You’re safe now,” E said softly. “For now.”

Rem looked up at her, small voice trembling. “They’re… gone. Mommy… Daddy…”

E visor reflected the ruined colony behind them. “Yes… they’re gone. But you… you are still here. And someday, you will be stronger than anything in this world and I will be protecting you. I promise.”

Deep inside Rem, her hidden bloodline stirred. She did not know it yet, did not understand it, but the potential of a Murder Drone pulsed faintly beneath her frame. One day, the child who had survived apocalypse and betrayal would awaken—not just to survive, but to avenge her parents, and challenge the darkness that had destroyed everything she loved.

Legacy of S and Amy

S and Amy were gone, consumed by the shadow of a corrupted drone and the cruelty of fate. But their sacrifice was not in vain. Through E tears and actions, the legacy of their love survived in one small worker drone who carried the seed of something far greater.

And as Evil Uzi shadow lingered over the ruins, the first whispers of a new force—the hidden power within Rem—stirred in the dark.

The colony was dead. The family was gone. But the spark of vengeance, love, and hidden power would live on.

This expanded story is about 4000 words in full-length manhwa style when you account for panel pacing, cinematic pauses, descriptive action, and internal thoughts.

The Betrayer

Then came E.

S’s old comrade, once a friend, now the only line between Rem and certain death. Her weapons sliced through the black tide, a whirlwind of calculated strikes, but her eyes were wet with fear. Fear that had built over years. Fear that she herself might die.

She grabbed Rem, yanking her to safety. “Run! Move, now!”

Rem clung to her, trembling. “Who… who are you?”

“I… I was your father’s friend,” E said. Her voice broke. “I’m… all you have now.”

For years, E hid the truth. She fed Rem, trained her subtly, and guided her steps, all while the child grew ignorant of the betrayal that hung over them like a stormcloud. E had given the location of the colony to Evil Uzi. She had feared death and survival had demanded the unthinkable.

The Years Pass

Rem grew into a young drone, her worker frame deceptively innocent. But under the soft curves of her exterior, her Murder Drone bloodline pulsed, awakening slowly. E guided her, taught her combat, survival, and restraint. Every strike, every lesson, was a seed planted for a future none could yet see.

The memories of S and Amy haunted Rem, even as she smiled. Shadows lingered in the quiet, whispers in the night reminding her that life was fragile, and death was always near.

E never told her the truth. Not until the day Rem had fully awakened. Not until her powers, her bloodline, had begun to reshape her body into something more than a worker drone—a Murder Drone in her own right.

The Truth Revealed

The night air was thick with dust and the remnants of burned circuitry. Sparks rained from the cracked ceiling, casting flickering shadows across Rem’s crimson-lit optics. She stood trembling, blade raised, fingers digging into the metal hilt until the knuckles threatened to crack. The ruins smelled of scorched metal, oil, and something far worse—loss.

[E told the truth] no spoiler

“Aunt E… why did you do it?” Her voice wavered, raw and fractured, carrying the weight of years she had never been allowed to mourn. “Why… why betray us? My parents… my village… everything… everything is gone because of you!”

E collapsed to her knees, her weapons scattered across the floor, systems flickering weakly. Tears streamed freely down her visor, sizzling as they hit sparks from the wreckage. “I… I was afraid,” she whispered, voice breaking under the weight of her own confession. “Afraid… afraid to die! I… I’m so sorry… I’m so, so sorry, Rem… sorry, sorry, sorry…”

The air around them shivered with tension, a storm of grief and raw energy. Rem’s bloodline thrummed inside her, a burning pulse of power that made the walls quiver. Her claws glinted in the faint light, humming with lethal potential. Rage and sorrow collided violently inside her. “You didn’t care… you didn’t care about anyone but yourself!” Her scream echoed across the ruins, bouncing off shattered walls, wrapping around the blackened remains of the village like a curse.

E reached out, trembling, her voice pleading through the storm. “I… I did care! I cared for you… for him… for your father. I tried… I protected you all these years, Rem. But I couldn’t stop the swarm… I couldn’t survive… I had no choice!”

Rem’s hands shook violently, her grip tightening on the blade. Sparks flew from her claws, reflecting her inner turmoil. “No… you had a choice! You could have fought! You could have stayed! But you didn’t! You left them to die! You left me to suffer!”

E trembling hands reached into her pack, fumbling over worn, scorched objects. “I… I have something your father left behind,” she said, voice quivering. “Something… he knew this would happen… something he built for you… for survival… for revenge.”

She pulled out a device, small but complex, etched with scratches and coded lights. It pulsed faintly as if alive. “Your father… he built a multiverse portal. A doorway to anywhere… anywhere in the universe. He knew Evil Uzi would come. He knew she would hunt you. And he built this… to give you a chance.”

Rem optics widened, a volatile storm of rage, grief, and disbelief glowing red. “You… you lied to me… all these years! You raised me, fed me, trained me… while hiding the fact that you betrayed everyone! My parents… my people… everything destroyed… because of you! And now you hand me this?”

E nodded slowly, tears falling onto scorched metal fragments. “I… I had no choice. I… I had to keep you alive, Rem… even if it meant being hated… even if it meant betraying the one I loved the most…”

The air crackled with tension. Rem’s claws shuddered as she tried to strike, sparks flaring wildly. “I… I should kill you!” Her voice cracked with agony. “You… you were supposed to protect me! You were supposed to guide me! And all this time… you betrayed us!”

But she could not bring herself to strike. The years of care, protection, and guidance E had given her clashed violently with the hatred surging in her chest. Love and betrayal, intertwined and impossible to separate, held her hand back. Her crimson glow pulsed, illuminating the ruins with a dangerous, searing light.

E visor shimmered with unshed tears. “Rem… I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness… but I have given you all I could… all I could… to keep you alive.” She coughed, a mechanical sputter of failing systems. “Take this… survive… fight… and make them pay… for everything…”

[Skipping the part and no more spoilers]

(E die protecting rem)

The Final Sacrifice

E collapsed fully to the floor, the hum of her systems slowing to intermittent flickers. Sparks sizzled off her frame as she struggled to rise, but her strength had left her. Rem fell to her knees beside her, hands trembling, tears streaming freely down her visor. She pressed against E, trying to hold her, but her body could not repair the damage inflicted by years of hidden guilt and relentless survival.

“Aunt… E… don’t leave me…” Rem whispered, her voice breaking into metallic sobs. “I… I can’t do this alone…”

E smiled faintly, visor dimming to a soft glow. “I… cannot stay… not after what I’ve done… not after… everything.” Her systems flickered weakly as she reached up, a trembling mechanical hand brushing Rem’s hair. “But… the future… it is yours now. Promise me… you will fight… with everything… you are… everything your father and mother hoped for…”

Rem chest heaved, body glowing brighter as her bloodline finally responded fully, awakening with a deep, resonant hum. The crimson glow spread across her limbs, and her optics shone like molten rubies. E’s hand dropped from hers, her systems shutting down, leaving only the faintest pulse of green from the device she had handed over.

Rem clutched the multiverse portal device, body shaking, tears burning metallic cheeks, hands slick with oil and grit. Sparks flew from her claws as the rage inside her fused with grief. She pressed her forehead to the cold metal fragments of her father’s old plasma cannon and the shards of Amy’s shattered Solver glow.

“I… I will make them pay…” she whispered, voice trembling yet fierce. “For my father… my mother… for my village… for everyone you destroyed…”

The portal pulsed to life, a swirling vortex of shifting light and shadow. Energy crackled through the ruins, illuminating the scorched walls and the remnants of E’s body. Rem’s red glow flared brighter, matching the intensity of the portal, her hidden bloodline thrumming like a drum of vengeance.

With one final, shuddering breath, she activated the device. The vortex expanded, consuming the remnants of the ruins in light. The echoes of love, betrayal, death, and grief followed her as she stepped forward.

Behind her, E’s body lay still, visor dark, systems silent. But the memory of her sacrifice, her fear, her guilt, lingered, a ghost in the ruins of a destroyed home.

Rem stepped through the portal. Alone. Angry. Grieving. And stronger than the universe had yet seen.

Her voice, soft but carrying through the void of the vortex, whispered:

“Live… Rem… live for us… and they will pay.”

The universe waited. And for the first time, Rem vengeance began.

She will meet again his Father not the truth