KuDbaji

Chapter I

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My planet was once upon a time... Majestic.
Billions of years ago, it could've been mistaken for Earth's smaller twin, with liquid water and life on its surface. It wasn't cool as earth, the most exotic place in the universe but... it was pretty cool.
You could tell from the fresh-scented waterfalls, clean oceans, different species of plants and flowers that grew on the fertile lands, the economies, the hyper-advanced technologies, evolutions and stuffs we had.
But that was a millions years ago. Now, my world is a cold, barren desert with its surface, bone-dried. Most beings across the galaxy especially the humans refer to my world as the 'The Red Planet '

What happened to the old Mars?...

I don't know for sure. I was told there was a red pandemic and it swept the entire planet, killed every living and non living body it came across.

I'm talking about the type of instant death you encounter where you suddenly can't breathe cos there one thing sucking your precious life out of you. Yeah, that type of dying experience that leave you helpless, hopeless and to weak to fight for life.

What caused this epidemic?...

Simple. I didn't even need to be told before I knew it was too much advancement in science and technology. And honestly, Adequate research has shown that Earth is heading in the same direction.

Did we survive the pandemic?

No.

The pandemic made sure nothing was left alive to tell the true story of this destruction. Not even the most tiniest creatures survived. Not even the air.
The soil became red and unproductive. There were no more precipitation falls. Cloudy days became rare. The water and its bodies began to freeze to ice till it eventually did. Even gravity was affected.

So how is it possible that I'm here telling you this story?

Twelve nations survived. Not without taking looses though. They kind of did not encounter it so much because they were intelligent enough to anticipate the epidemic and prepare well for it.
I'm talking the Zekihs, the Slorites, the Venkores, the Dondoms, the Martian hunters, the Proms, the Ekpilos, the Oamborites, the Ratichis, the Phroafites, the Qrishifes and the Kudbajis, my tribe.

Great... right?. This story isn't as tragic as it seemed earlier.
There was hope for Mars after all.
Every surviver should extend their territories, revive the planet and live in harmony. Right?.

That was exactly what I also thought when Cumar told me this story.

But what did those shitheads do?
They disagreed over little matters, fought over the important topics even the irrelevant ones. They were on a incessant controversy of who and who will dominate and control the entire planet. Since there was nothing much left of Mars, it only made sense if it had one nation ruling alone on top. They thought so and this thinking resulted to a catastrophic world war.
At first, nations sided with other nations to defeat great nations and when that was accomplished, the teamed nations turn on themselves till it was only one nation standing tall as victors.