War, something mankind was used too. Ranging through history like a horrid parasite, it had eaten at us, killed us and then bred hatred from the dust of survival, which in turn bred yet more war.
In war, the most primal of all instincts rises up in man and turns him into little more then an animal, hardwired to live.
In the year forty twenty nine, mankind discovered a new ore, they called it 'divinite' it was so strong that the armies of the world mobilized to seize it.
That was the beginning the start of the most catastrophic war man had ever known.
They termed it 'the end'
At least, that's what it was, you see as time slowly stretched on and the world burned, the divinite slowly started to run out and with it the flames of greed slowly died as well.
Now, a hundred years later, with no divinite left, man had become a true warrior race. Wars were started again and again for food and shelter, and while most longed for peace to rebuild a shattered and scared planet, some refused to let the old way die.
These became known as 'the clans' those who fight, kill and destroy only because that is all they know
But.....even in the flames of destruction, a tiny seed of hope may yet be born, a young man from the hunter clan sees with eyes that are not blinded, he may yet be a hope.....
One can only hope....
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Science FictionThe earth has become a battlefield, many have died or been enlisted, one of which is apex hunter, born into service he serves humanity without question. His enemies are legion and powerful, but armed with the best equipment and friends he'll fight t...
