( a sci-fi dystopian apply fic, inspired by the concept of pota + avatar )
where, peace is shattered the moment a group of humans stumbled into forbidden territory.
territory that belongs to hybrids that are the carriers of the CHAOS DELIRIUM that...
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( WARNING ; THIS APPLY FIC WILL CONTAIN VIOLENCE, DEATH, STRONG LANGUAGE, MENTIONS OF WEAPONS, MENTIONS OF BLOOD. )
( YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! )
THE CHAOS DELIRIUM IS WHAT THE DISEASE WAS TO BE DEEMED AS. And, it managed to live up to its name. All of it started with a simple cough of blood splattering its bacteria onto the next person, and before anyone could even process it all; people were going into a spiral of insanity from the amount of blood one would loose from the chaotic virus.
SOON ENOUGH, PEOPLE WERE ISOLATING THEMSELVES AT HOME, BUT FEVER'S WERE RISING UP AND THE POPULATION OF HUMANS WAS SLOWLY DECREASING. No one knew what to do, except spread on out on far different sides of the world, staying in little groups of colonies of the last few remaining immune humans, who had managed to make it through the CHAOS DELIRIUM.
ALTHOUGH, SOMEWHERE BEYOND THAT ALL; THERE WAS A SPECIFIC COLONY THAT WAS THRIVING IN PEACE, FAR OFF FROM HUMAN CIVILISATION AND CONTACT. They happened to be hybrids, that very sentence would seem almost ridiculous to anyone who would hear it, but it would seem reasonable enough. Given the fact that, many were experimented on years ago, each experiment was more torturing than the last.
THOSE HYBRIDS ARE THE SAME ONES THAT ESCAPED FROM THEIR LABORATORY, RAN OUT THROUGH TO START A CIVILISATION WITH A NEW LEADER THAT HELPED THEM FEEL SAFE IN THEIR NEW SANCTUARY. Those same hybrids became, fathers and mothers, aunts and uncles, matured hybrids that have managed to teach a set of skills to their younger hybrids.
AND, NOW THE NEW GENERATION OF HUMANS AND HYBRIDS ARE BOTH TRYING TO SURVIVE OUT IN A WORLD THAT SEEMS TO BE ALMOST ABANDONED BY THE ONCE-THRIVING HUMANS. The hybrids have managed to form two main ways of communication; Sign Language and their own vocal language that would go by the name of Aeyani (Aye-Yan-Nee), English was still a hard language for them, but they didn't let that stop them from continuing on with their day.
THE HUMANS WERE STRUGGLING MORE, NOW THAN EVER BEFORE AND THEY WERE DESPERATE IN TRYING TO RESTORE A GOOD FUTURE FOR THEIR CHILDREN THAT ARE ALREADY CALLOUSED TO DEATH. They decided educate them on the very creatures that are called hybrids, educating them on the mark each hybrid would bear on their neck, which would look like this ' 𖤍'. Now, sightings of hybrids and humans nearby each other's territories has put both species on edge.
THIS IS FROM THE BALANCE OF PEACE BEING SHATTERED COMPLETELY, AS SOON AS THE LEADER OF THE HYBRIDS IS FACE-TO-FACE WITH A GROUP OF SCAVENGER HUMANS IN THE REGAL WILDS WOODS, THE HYBRIDS' TERRITORY. The peace was bound to be ruptured, but maybe there is a chance to redeem it, given that the humans have become desperate for an attempt to restore a dam's power to power up their city that is almost in ruins. One way they will try sugar-coat up the hybrids' soft side and make them vulnerable is by assigning some of the Human Colony's best and most trained children to connect with the younger hybrids, get some information and do the rest.
BUT, THINGS MAY NOT GO ACCORDING TO PLAN. As one, wrong move could set a war between the two remaining species for who will truly dominate the world.
OR
A SCAVENGER GROUP OF HUMANS STUMBLE INTO HYBRID TERRITORY ACCIDENTALLY, SETTING OFF THE HIGHLY-RIGGED TENSION. But, maybe some peace can be born, as a dam is fixed to restore the Human City with power.
