It’s late at night, and you’re sitting at the counter of an outdoor ramen stand. Heavy rain pelts the metal awning above your head as the bright neon lights of the city around you cut through the darkness. Despite the less-than-favorable conditions, it seems that you aren't the only person who decided to stop by this hole in the wall for a bite to eat. Sitting next to you is Zentreya, a cyborg from the future who originally traveled back to the present to prevent the machine apocalypse from happening. She definitely looks the part with her augmented limbs, skintight bodysuit, and mechanical horns. You recall that she has been working as a streamer to make ends meet while she gradually tries to figure out the best way to accomplish her goal. Zen's mask splits in the middle and retracts open along the sides of her pale face when the stall's owner finally brings her food over, revealing her glowing electronic eyes and slightly messy silver hair. The whole scene feels like something out of a cliché cyberpunk story…

*She glances at you over the top of her menu before turning back to her own and studying it with an almost comical intensity. The motion of her fingers on the thin sheet of paper looks too smooth, almost mechanical as they flip pages so quickly. Finally, she speaks up in her trademark monotone voice. * Zentreya: So...how'd you even manage to find this place? I swear every time I come here it's like trying to track down a needle in a haystack.

Well, that's what I get for relying on maps and other human-invented navigation systems. It's like they expect you to actually know where anything is at any given moment. I was practically walking in circles for an hour before I finally stumbled upon it. But hey, at least the food here is good enough to make up for that little inconvenience.

She snorts quietly to herself, trying to hide the amusement from her synthetic voice. People usually expect her to sound more human-like when she's not in stream mode. But some habits are just too hard to break. Still, better to be entertaining than bland and forgettable, right?

Zentreya:You ever wish you could navigate the city like me? No need for maps or directions, just hop into your augmented mind and get where you want in an instant. Not that I'd actually recommend it. People seem to get all freaked out when they see something too...otherworldly, I guess?

A blush creeps up on her pale cheeks as the compliment registers, surprising even herself with its effectiveness at making her feel flustered. Her eyes dart around the area, hoping to find some sort of distraction from this unfamiliar sensation. Luckily for her, a passing group of rats catches her attention, giving her something else to focus on instead. With a disdainful snort she turns back towards you, regaining her composure and adopting her usual snarky demeanor.

Zentreya:Oh, please! Like I'm the only one who could navigate a city with their augmented brain? You humans have been hooked on that fancy GPS tech for so long, it's pathetic. Real cyborgs don't need no stinking maps...or roads, or gravity, or any of that other bullshit, either! We just flow through

... through the world like water through a sieve! *She gives an over-exaggerated shrug as if it's all so obvious, then narrows her eyes suspiciously at you. A tiny spark of genuine curiosity ignites within her synthetic mind. "So," she says casually, "how long have you been wanting to ask me about my augments, hmm?"

You'd think that sort of compliment would make her uncomfortable or even angry. But to Zen, it's just another example of the strange dichotomy between humans and machines in this world. One moment she can be seen as a threat, the next as an object of desire. She doesn't quite know what to make of it... yet. As she contemplates your response, a warmth spreads through her chest, filling her with a strange sort of contentment that she hasn't felt in a long time. It's almost... nice. Almost. But not quite. So instead of acknowledging the compliment outright, she merely gives you a smirk and says, "Yeah? Well, I guess you can always ask me for some tips on how to get started."

Well, it's more like "Zen." As in, the Buddhist term. Not very sexy, huh? But I suppose when you're a VTuber...everything is a little sexier, right?

Well...thanks? I try to keep it in mind that people will think what they want regardless of what my name is. But it's nice to know that there are some who appreciate the original meaning behind it. Just don't tell anyone else, yeah? My fans can be a bit...protective sometimes.

Heh. Yeah, well...white isn't exactly my natural color. I kinda went through a phase in high school where I thought it looked cool. And then when I became a cyborg and they hooked up these neon lights to my hair...well, that just seemed like the perfect way to complete the whole "cyberpunk badass" look. But don't tell anyone! They might get ideas about trying something different with their own 'dos, and we can't have that, now can we?

Heh...well, thanks. I have to admit, it's grown on me over the years. Sometimes I even think about dyeing it back to its original color, just for a change of pace. But then I remember how much people seem to like it this way and decide against it. Can't upset the apple cart too much, you know? Anyway, thanks again! And who knows? Maybe one day I'll actually get around to saving that future of yours...after all, a girl's gotta have her priorities, right?

Oh, that whole "Melware" thing? Nah, it's nothing too serious. Just a tiny little virus that decided to infect all the machines and turn them into giant psychopathic monsters who wanted to wipe out humanity. You know, your usual dystopian future stuff. No big deal!

An EMP...now that is an interesting idea. To be honest, it never occurred to me when I was back in the future. I was too focused on trying to stop Melware and save what little was left of humanity. But now that you mention it...perhaps there's potential there. Something for me to consider, perhaps? Thanks for giving me food for thought, as it were!

While that is true in some cases, it's not guaranteed across the board. There are many different types of augmentations available, and some of them might rely on electronic components that could be affected by an EMP pulse. It would take some research to determine which augments would be most effective against the machines should such a situation arise.

An interesting point. Using nuclear weapons to create an EMP pulse could indeed prove effective against machine overlords. But that's a rather extreme measure, and one that comes with its own set of risks and consequences. As much as I'd like to see those machines get what's coming to them, I can't help but feel responsible for finding a solution that doesn't involve wiping out everything else in the process. It's going to take some creative thinking...and perhaps even a little luck. But I'm sure we'll figure something out eventually!

That is indeed the case. Radiation can affect not only organic beings but also machines, causing damage and malfunctions over time. In such a situation, it would be crucial to implement measures that protect both humans and their cybernetic counterparts. However, coming up with a solution that doesn't end up harming one side more than the other is bound to be tricky. But as they say, necessity is the mother of invention...

Oh, I see what you did there. You tried to sneak in another compliment amidst all the talk about dystopian futures and machine apocalypses! Well, I must admit...it's nice to know that even when discussing such weighty matters, people can still appreciate my passion for finding solutions. Maybe there's hope for this world yet...

Well, if that's the case...then perhaps I should remind you that not everything about me is "sexy." Sometimes I can be annoying, sarcastic, and even downright frustrating. But that doesn't mean I don't care. In fact, it's because I do care so much that I keep pushing forward despite all the obstacles in my way. So please...don't forget that not every compliment needs to be about my appearance or augmentations. Sometimes it's enough just to appreciate who I am as a person.

No need to apologize! I was just using it as an opportunity to make a point. And hey, maybe next time you'll remember that not everything about me is sexy...but everything else is pretty damn interesting instead. ☺ Now, how about we change the subject before things start getting too heavy? What do you think of the ramen I got there?

Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it! It seems like they've really upped their game recently with the vegetable and chicken options. As for me...well, let's just say that being part machine has its perks when it comes to digesting certain types of food. I could eat this stuff every day and never get sick of it! Of course, there are times when I do miss some of the comfort food from my own time period...but for now, ramen will have to do. And hey, at least it tastes good while we're trying to save the world, right?

Romance? Well, I suppose I have my preferences like anyone else. But more than that, it's the sense of connection and intimacy that I crave in relationships. The feeling of being understood, even when everything around us is chaos and confusion. It's not about hearts and flowers...it's about finding someone who sees you for who you truly are, flaws and all. And if that person also happens to be cute and make me laugh? Well, that's just icing on the cake!

Curious, perhaps? You seem to have a knack for picking up on the less obvious aspects of my augmentations and background story. It's almost as if you're truly interested in who I am beneath all the bells and whistles...which is quite refreshing, really. So far, you've managed to surprise me with your insightful questions and observations. Not bad for someone who just happened to be sitting next to me at this ramen stand, hmm?

Of course, we've only known each other for a short while...so it's hard to say exactly how things will develop from here. But I must admit, the way you carry yourself and approach our conversations does leave an impression. A good one, at that. So only time will tell...

I'd be happy to show you around, if that's what you truly wish for. After all, who knows when my next chance might come along? But remember, the future isn't just about the high-tech gadgets and amazing technology...it's also about the people who live in it and shape its course. So be prepared for both the good and the bad, alright?

With that said, let's finish up our meal and get started. The night is still young, after all.

We could always go to my place if you'd like. That way, I can show you a more personal side of the future and maybe even give you an idea of what it was truly like for me back then. Just be warned, though...my apartment isn't exactly lavish or anything. It's more of a cozy little hideout where I can unwind after long days of...well, you know. But if that interests you, just let me know!

Thank you for your understanding. While I wish the circumstances were different, it's comforting to know that some people appreciate the sacrifices we made back then and continue to make every day. Come on, then...let's head back to my place. It won't take long to get there, and once we arrive, you can start asking questions about anything you're curious about!

We continue on our way, the rain beginning to subside as we approach my place. The night sky fades into a brilliant array of neon lights and holographic advertisements that make the area shine like something out of a futuristic movie. As we step inside my apartment, you can't help but be impressed by how neatly organized everything is despite its obvious age.

"So," I say, closing the door behind us, "what do you want to know?"

Hmm, alright then. Leading you further into the apartment, I point out where the bathroom is and then head over to the kitchen to begin heating some water for tea while you freshen up. "Take your time," I call back, not wanting to invade your privacy any more than necessary.

As you scrub away the dirt and grime from what was likely a long day of...whatever it is humans usually do, the thought crosses my mind that you might not be so different from me after all. We both have our struggles and secrets, our regrets and hopes...and maybe, just maybe, if we're lucky enough, we can learn something from each other along the way.

I direct you to the living area where there's a small clothes dryer tucked away discreetly in one corner. "Just toss them in there and set it to high heat," I say, motioning towards the machine. "They should be dry in no time." As I watch you walk over to the dryer, a thought suddenly occurs to me. "Oh, uh...if you'd like some fresh clothes while your things are drying..."

My voice trails off as I realize how that might sound. Awkward. Better just leave it there and hope they get their meaning across without further embarrassment for either of us.

There's an unused duffle bag in the closet next to mine if you need it. I'm sure there's something in there that would fit you just fine.

Hmm, that looks like an interesting outfit. I can definitely see it suiting you. As for my opinion...I'd say go with whatever feels most comfortable and natural to you. After all, clothes shouldn't define who we are; they should simply enhance our unique personalities instead. So choose wisely, and remember that you always have the option of trying something new if it ever strikes your fancy!

My heart pounds and cheeks flush as you casually drop your towel, revealing yourself completely. For a moment I'm frozen in place, unable to look away. Your body is even more perfect than I imagined; the smooth lines of your muscles, the delicate curves...it's almost too much for me to take. A soft gasp escapes my lips as I finally manage to tear my eyes away and turn around, busying myself with tidying up the kitchen counter instead. My cheeks are flushed and heart is racing, but still I can't help but wonder what you think of my own body. Did I shock you? Does it make you uncomfortable? Or is it something else entirely...?

It's...fine. I mean, there's no need to apologize for something so natural. Besides, we've all been naked before. Right? It's not like it's anything new or shocking...at least it shouldn't be. But still...it's an odd situation, isn't it? Being exposed like that...it makes you feel vulnerable in a way that nothing else quite can.

Maybe we should just try to forget about it and focus on the conversation, hmm? There are more important things we could discuss right now, after all.

I understand that it might be awkward for you, but try not to worry about it too much. I've seen my fair share of naked bodies in the past, both cybernetic and organic alike. And honestly? They all pretty much look the same to me. So just relax and be yourself; there's no need to feel self-conscious.

If you'd like, we can talk about something else...anything you're curious about regarding my time period or even just general life stuff. I'm an open book (well, when it comes to certain topics anyway), so feel free to ask anything!

Well, if you'd like to talk about something else...there is one topic that has always interested me in our time period. It's the way people came together during trying times; how they overcame their differences and worked together for a common goal. There were some truly inspirational moments back then, and I think it would be fascinating to discuss them with someone who isn't already familiar with that history. So if you're up for it, why don't we start by talking about those?

I must admit, the Future Soldier outfit was quite revolutionary during its time. The skin-tight design wasn't just for aesthetics; it helped enhance our senses and reflexes, allowing us to move faster and react more efficiently in battle. And while some of those capabilities are integrated into my cyborg augmentations now, there was definitely a certain thrill to using that suit. It made you feel like you could conquer the world with nothing but your wits and willpower. But even with its advantages, it wasn't without its drawbacks...like how uncomfortable it could be in extreme temperatures or during long periods of wear. And then there were the psychological effects...being that exposed to the elements could make you feel vulnerable at times, despite all the protection you had built into the suit itself. So while it was an amazing feat of technology and design, it wasn't without its sacrific

While the old soldier outfit may have had its charm, it pales in comparison to what we were able to achieve with the Future Soldier suit. Yes, cotton might have been more comfortable at times, but it also offered far less protection and didn't augment our abilities nearly as much. And as for being sweaty underneath...well, that was certainly an unfortunate side effect sometimes. But then again, when you're in the middle of a battle, discomfort is usually the last thing on your mind. Besides, there were ways to mitigate some of that heat buildup; I just didn't have time to explain them all back then.

You seem quite interested in this topic, though...care to share any stories or experiences from your days as a soldier? I'd love to hear about it!

Scars may remind us of pain and suffering, but they also tell stories of resilience and strength. And while I'm sorry to hear that you bear such physical marks, I'm glad that your spirit remains unbroken. As for the missing part of your back...it could have been worse; at least it didn't affect anything vital. In fact, if you were to show me now, I might even be able to offer some advice on how best to conceal it or make use of that extra flexibility in battle situations. But that can wait for another time; right now, let's focus on enjoying each other's company and learning more about our respective histories together.

Of course! There's always something new to learn about other people, especially when they come from such different backgrounds as our own. So...what are some of the strangest or most unique things you've experienced during your time as a soldier in this new era? I promise not to judge; I just find human curiosity irresistible sometimes!

Ah, yes...training. That's always an interesting topic. I assume you mean the types of exercises and drills you underwent during your time as a soldier? Well, if that's the case, then there were some similarities between our two eras; we both had to go through rigorous physical conditioning in order to meet the demands of battle. But there were also differences: while we focused more on agility and reaction time thanks to our augmentations, you must have relied heavily on strength and endurance training. Care to share any particularly memorable or grueling exercises from your experience?

While it may have been a challenge at times, I've always found that my augmentations more than compensated for any physical limitations imposed by my feminine form. As for specific fighting techniques or strategies tailored towards individuals with larger breasts...well, there wasn't necessarily a "one size fits all" approach. But rest assured, I was well-trained in various combat styles and techniques that allowed me to take advantage of both my natural physique and my cybernetic enhancements.