PROJECT: WONDERLAND

44. CLIFF's NOTE

January 1, 2088

Today marks the rise of humanity as the dominant species in what they now call Neo Earth. They say it will be officially inaugurated next year. Such narrow-minded thinking. It's the complete opposite of Mr. Korvin Xayrus. His vision stretches far beyond the present. I can't imagine how "The Predecessor" built all this, and how Korvin has consistently carried it forward. They often talk about it, but as a new employee in my 20s, I still know nothing. Just being part of this sacred mission is more than enough for me. Next month, I'll be a permanent employee.

January 2

The testing phase has begun. On this second day, competitors are starting to show their prowess. I can't let Mr. Korvin down.

February 1

Yay! I got the job! I've been placed in the genetics department! Regardless of my score, I'm overjoyed.

February 2

After being called into the office, I've been assigned to the genetics department at the forest site. This is perfect for my expertise! Given the potential of this ecosystem, I must give it my all.

February 9

A week into the job, and the environment feels increasingly comfortable. There's no seniority here; everyone supports each other to restore Earth's glory.

August 30

Success! The development of Chickennosaurus has improved significantly. Its characteristics are now more intimidating, with an instinctive ability to move its tail like a peacock, helping it avoid contact and other threats.

December 28

My goodness! It's almost been a year since I started working here! It's also been a while since I last wrote in this diary, and I might write less in the future, considering how insanely busy I am. The progress of this project is mind-blowing! I can hardly wait!

January 2

What happened? Why was the auto-destruction activated? I'm in my safest place—my own office. Does this have something to do with "It"? I stepped outside. The destruction was brief; some areas were severely damaged, but many still stood strong. I'm among those confused, especially by the lack of communication from Mr. Korvin himself.

January 3

Evacuation was attempted, but it turns out we're all trapped here! I'm not a tech guy, but they say the door systems are locked with encryption that's difficult to crack. What now? From here on, I'll probably focus more on survival than writing in this diary.

May 13

It's been a month (I think) since the power went out. Rumors are spreading about Dr. Prof. Korvin Xayrus's death at the hands of "It." Some say they've seen it—a being emerging from the darkness, described as a grim reaper. But those who claimed to have seen it became its victims soon after. Strange stories. For me, the most important thing is surviving and finding a way out of here!

May 20

There's a plan to manually open those damned doors. The "keys" are said to be in 4 different locations: the jungle, arctic, desert, and the most destroyed lab facility region. I don't know. But this plan might be our only hope.

**I've lost track of time, but the plan still hasn't worked! Damn it! Isn't there any other way? Are the people in the lab even still alive? And on top of that, the creatures in the other areas seem to hold a grudge against us humans. What did we do wrong? We're just sheep without a shepherd! And the shepherd isn't Jesus Christ, but that bastard Korvin! I don't hate him; in fact, I'm one of his fans. But why did he leave us like this?

**Medical supplies are running low, as is everything else in the storage room. It's been a long time since I've seen many people around. Maybe I'm the last one left alive.

**The storage room is destroyed. Maybe it was that giant panicking Saurocow's doing. Doesn't matter. There wasn't much left in there anyway.

**This time, I forced myself to venture into the forest just to cling to the last shred of life.

**Damn it! Those cursed chickens hunt me! I don't know what else to...(the writing becomes erratic as if the author was in pain, bloodstains on the paper).

**Now, I've locked myself in this room. Thank you, Mr. Korvin, for providing an emergency room like this, safe from outside contact—including news of people dying locked in rooms like this, which would tarnish the reputation of this place even further! I'm sure many others are doing the same as I am right now. Especially those with families—they're probably being silenced one way or another so that the deaths of their family members working here don't leak out.

**My name is Clifford Iron, a graduate of Xayrus Advanced School. I work for Mr. Korvin Xayrus in PROJECT: WONDERLAND. I am one of the victims of this so-called holy mission. I am sure the world will uncover the truth behind all this. A truth where, ironically, we are restoring Earth's right—the right to live... someday?

To be continued...