Relic

Prologue/Chapter 1 - 3112

The sky, it has always been a dream of mine. I want to float among the stars, as if I have any reason or significance being there, I want to survive among the infinite space. The thought of space is the only thing to bring a smile to my lips since the day of my arrival, because wolves do not smile.

Today, it is 3112. That is the year. That is the world we currently reside in. A world where the earth crumbles around our feet and poison falls from the very skies we wish to escape into. Oh how we want to escape. We want to fly among the planets, the stars, freefall through space, our lives becoming no more than an endless journey to nothing.

Because that nothing is better than what we have now. 

We are always told the same thing about our history, war, death, pain, survival.

Imagine a war, it’s not hard to picture, it is screaming and pain and so much noise. This war was a war to end them all. The Chaos so great that all the world leaders thought the only option was to wipe out all who opposed. Entire civilisations wiped out, billions dead. All your appointed leaders that you voted for with the shred of hope that they would deliver us all from the darkness into a new, better free world, all gave up. And when they gave up? Our soldiers were all we had; every single remaining country in the world was put under Martial Law, our fiercest and strongest Warriors leading the charge, fighting for our freedom, even when freedom was nothing but a fantasy. 

Soldiers live to protect and serve, and our Military leaders affectionately labelled The Militants believed that to go forward in living in any form of civilisation we couldn’t protect any others but ourselves. So they did what they knew how to do, they blew up everything, our allies, our enemies, there would be no mercy. All that was left was us, no one else. 

After all was said and done and we were all alone on a crumbling Planet Earth The Militants decided to try and put us back together, they created a division called The Sci, a group of skilled scientists with no morality and knowledge of Military tactics. The Sci was charged with pioneering a survivable world. They soon discovered a way to hone unused natural and chemical resources that would keep us all alive for as many generations as possible, until a more permanent solution was found. They decreed the Earth had less than 223 Years left before it became impossible for human advancement, and we would have to take to the stars.

The Sci and The Militants were so afraid that the Human race would end, they couldn’t let that happen. They used what they had learned, that strength and the bravery to do what needs to be done to survive was the superior quality in the Human Race. The Sci wanted to make the survival instinct of a Human stronger, make it so powerful it overtook almost all emotions. The Sci began experimenting on the remaining few million people, trying to manipulate the genes to change emotions. After so many failed experiments The Sci decreed they could not fully create the ideal human they wanted, and needed to turn to a more brutal method. They found a way to do so, They found a solution. Natural Selection.  

But that was 222 years ago.  

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                                                                           Chapter 1

I am dreaming I know I am, the voices passing through my head are voices I have not heard in 12 years. 

‘210 years ago our legacy began, the human race met its toughest challenge and we alone prevailed, destined for a brighter future, among the stars’