The camera flashed open before the little girls' eyes. The two girls were holding hands. One was blonde, the other is a brunette. They looked like children on their last year in elementary school. The reporter smiled at the two of them. "Yuna, Yerin, smile for the camera, and answer their questions, okay?"
The two girls nodded.
"Revolution Era. To you two, what's the Revolution era?" The little girls looked at each other. The brunette smiled widely.
"To us, the Revolution Era is a fun era!" Her smile looked like it can reach the skies, and it was beautiful, for sure. "We have VOIDS, the big robots that can protect our countries, and we can go to space! I don't think our ancestors were able to do that!" She chuckled and the blonde laughed along with her.
"Nae, and we have battleships that are big and glamorous!" She looked at her hair. "And we can pick what color of hair our kids are gonna have, too. What do you think, Yuna? What color would you want your daughter's hair be?"
The brunette just shook her head. "Anything will do."
The era that we thought was the golden era. How pathetic.
We all thought we can live in peace.
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Science FictionSet in the Revolution Era, where monstrous robots were finally used, battleships were created, and mutations finally met reality. The world that we know now has been divided. The Fallacier and the Deviant. Fallaciers are natural-born humans, while D...
