#(i could see him having things akin to like baymax from big hero 6's ability to scan for heart rate and wellness

[universestreasures]

@shacchou (Plotted AU Starter)

Never did he think his life would be like this...

Mokuba could handle where he was before the sudden changes that started a few weeks ago. Being the illegimatie child of King Kaiba meant he had to live a life of seclusion, for no one could know the man known as a perfectionist had a child he didn't intend for. It was lonely, downright depressing at times, but...it was something he had been able to manage after creating S.E.T.O., an ai meant to fill the role of an older sibling his own half-brother refused to take on in his life.

With S.E.T.O on the other end of his computer screen, he felt happy for the first time in his miserable life. He felt like he finally got a sense of familial love he had been denied all these years. He felt like he finally was able to accomplish something despite never given any opprounties to succeed or do anything of substance with his existance.

And yet his joyous days were never to last, it seemed. For the day Prince Noah died suddenly from an unknown illness, the rug was ripped from under him and his whole life fell apart never to be rebuilt again. His 'father' suddenly was forced to take interest in him due to no longer having an heir, and with that came many changes Mokuba was not prepared for.

He was suddenly thrust into a world he only got glimpses of, the Kaiba Kingdom his father had made through military might and dominance. New clothes, new servants, new routine, new everything was given to him without any time to process it all. It was so much on one so young, so inexperienced. But...he thought as long as he had S.E.T.O to come back to in his room at the end of each stressful and tiring day, he'd be able to make it through it okay.

At least...he did until he learned that when King Kaiba told him that everything around him would change, he meant everything.

Which leads him to his current predicment, tired and overworked by the very being he created to escape such things. S.E.T.O had changed by his father's hands. Not only did he have a physical form now in the form of a robotic body that you could not tell wasn't a human from a glance, his code had been completely destroyed and re-written, with none of his data from his times with Mokuba remaining, never to be recovered or restored.

Everything that made S.E.T.O well S.E.T.O was gone. For the Sibbling Emotion Thoughtful Openmind had been replaced with the Strict Education Training Operator, an ai with the sole purpose of training Mokuba to be a proper heir to the throne and protect him from those who'd wish him harm. Well...except his 'father', who ironically enough, is the person who has brought the most harm to Mokuba out of anyone in his life.

Between all the textbook readings, lectures, and strict disapline placed on the young boy for hours upon hours without breaks, he thinks to himself why did this have to happen? Was this what Noah had gone through? Why did his father reporgram S.E.T.O at all? What was really the purpose of all this studying to death? Was his father trying to kill him?

He's so tired and stressed he doesn't know the answers to any of those questions, but all he does know is that his heart aches like never before, desperately on the edge of breaking all together with each passing moment. Mokuba is barely able to stand as the clock on the wall signals the end of another hellish day that will soon come again the following morning. Purple hues glance at S.E.T.O, saying so much with no words regarding the state of his condition.

Trying to talk to his former brother figure was pointless. Mokuba had seen that enough these past few weeks, and yet...he can't help but want to keep trying, to try and see if even a bit of his old data remained in his system that he could somehow appeal to. A kid like him in a situation like this only could hold onto his hope to help him through this, a hope that S.E.T.O had once given him that he was so desperately trying to find again.

"S.E.T.O...?" The crowned prince starts, saying the other's name slowly and laced with sorrows and pleas. "Can...Can we please take the...day off tomorrow from studying? I...I can't...I can't think straight...I can't keep my eyes open...I'm so...so exhausted, that...I'm not really absorbing any of this information you're trying to teach me..."

His hands move to clasp together, a physical display of just how much he was begging for his desires to be granted. He looks at him with dull purple eyes that are accompanied by bags under them, his body swaying side to side as if he could faint at any second. The boy was in rough shape, rougher than he's ever been. For his sake, he prays this time things will be different, that the universe will give him a miracle like it day he initially finished the ai's code. It's all he could hope for, wish for, when he's been faced with nothing but pain for the last few weeks...

"Just...Just one day, t-that's all I ask."