The Lonliest People In The World [WiP]

Prologue: Eyes

It was a midsummer's night. The wind breezed through the grass and the stars flew across the blue sky. The moon shines against a mighty monolith, followed with five monstrous beings. One of the beings walked up to the Monolith and placed their hand onto it. The Monolith glowed faintly, causing the other four to also place their hands. The Monolith glowed brighter then before. One by one, the five deteriorated. Before sunrise, The Monolith cracks. A woman with brunette hair reaching down to her feet fell onto the grass. She softly weeps as the sun shines on her skin.

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"What is your name?"

A hooded woman sits in a dirty chair, hands wrapped in chains connected to the floor. She looks down at the floor, tapping her foot. "Eyes." She said. A Robot sits in the same room and softly beeps. "What is your name?" The Robot asked again. Eyes sighed. "Jane Parr."The Robot sits in silent. A red X again appears on their face. "Jane Parr is dead. Born 2280 and dies 2355. Now, what is your name?" The Robot asked again, but with an annoyed tone of voice. Eyes raised her head and looked straight at them. Eyes looked like an average looking woman you'd see on ads and movies, except for her face. She had the normal features like a nose, eyebrows, and a mouth but: she did not have eyes. There was only skin over where they should be.

The Robot beeps. "What is your name, and tell the truth please." Eyes sighed and flipped them off. The Robot beeped. "Very well." They said. Two Men entered the room wearing heavy red armor and holding guns. They stood right by Eyes, pointing their weapons at her. "The people of New Sierra have decided your fate," The Robot said. "You are punishable by death for the unavailability to cooperate with us on this fine, fine day." "What are the other reasons?" Eyes said. "Breaking law number seven zero seven, caught entering the border without passport. Breaking law number one one two, stealing. Breaking law number one one three, using stolen goods." The Robot said.

"Now, anything you'd like to say before you go?" The Robot asks. Eyes shook her head "Fuck you." The Robot beeps, and one on the men cocks their gun. They fire away into her, as blood splatters across their helmets. They both pull her away by the arms, taking her to the dump."Have a nice day." The Robot said.

The sun shined over her pale skin. She groans "This fucking sucks." She got her footing and stood up. Trash (or what New Sierra thought trash was) piled up on each other. It could be seen going on for miles, only to be stopped by a great wall. Black smoke emerged from the wall. Even small ships could be seem dropping off trash, followed with Androids with flamers. She sighed and began to walk away. "Give me a damn break." She mutters.