In the earlier years of the twenty-first century, desperation loomed over all humanity in the seemingly endless wars of dawn and dusk — the world was to come to an end, most would say.
But then... it came.
The key to ever-lasting life, immortality: The Syndroids.
For years, many pondered over the question if immortality ever existed, many wanted to abandon the shell of bodies they inhabited, many wanted to transcend.
Although it wasn't achieved like many hoped, these new bio-engineered bodies offered more than what one would imagine, surpassing human-capabilities, both mentally and physically.
Originally manufactured as synthetic body upgrades to soldiers and warriors during World War III, the syndroids were essentially clones, created from the simple cloning of collagen cells, along with the bodies themselves being sheltered by a "skin" layer of nanocrystalline cellulose, and they also stored human consciousness — effectively replacing the current completely biological body.
After the war, which spanned from June of 2079 to November of 2091, was over, the SYN Corporation (the one that created the syndroids) saw them as one step closer towards human evolution.
"With Syndroids you won't need to be afraid of growing old or weak; you don't need to fear permanent injuries," a representative of the company once said in his statement.
The SYN Corporation soon started manufacturing syndroids to the public, spreading the newfound evolution, until "humans" became an ancient word.
Now, in the Musōru era of 2184, the entire world was filled with syndroids, that you could no longer tell the difference between actual bio-engineered ones to artificial intelligent ones, allowing machines to live among "humans" normally as one species: Syndroids.
"Full equality has been achieved," or so it has been said by many men of power around the globe.
It was a dream come true, a fiction turned to reality.
The long awaited era of technological marvels arrived.
Wherever you went, the cities of dreams were always there.
People could do anything with their bodies, and their bodies were keys to even greater dreams.
Every so often, you would hear about a big dreamer wishing to hit big, and not a small period of time later, you would hear about how they achieved their dream.
That was how it was.
You would only hear about dreamers reaching their goals, but never, not in a million years, would you ever be able to achieve your dreams.
Something, anything, would always push you down, making you question your luck — but that was never the case.
Because they don't matter after all.
None of it mattered.
Still, some pushed on, oblivious to the truth, but always had faith, faith that they would get what they wanted eventually.
It worked, albeit on small dreams for some people, but it worked.
If all you ever wanted was to achieve great, but small things, then the city would grant all you wanted.
But never reach higher — unless, of course, you were chosen.
Because on the twentieth day of December 2183, those who possessed great dreams with no permission met the grim truth of the reality bestowed upon them.
All of them completely shattered.
EDITED AND REWRITTEN DEC 24 2018
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