The rise of a new era...

Prolougue

It is the twenty-fifth century. Humans have transcended the limitation from their bodies, by the use of the tecnology. The only limitation that they couldn't overcome was their weak minds... that is, until now.

The hero of this story is an neuro-engineer called Raziel Tu Granshuaeck, an blond caucasian man. He was 24-years old, just recently got his third phd. He was a genius in every sense of the world.

Raziel was in his office, working in his latest design. His dream, ever since he could remember, was helping his mother. She was, right after she gave birth to him, in a state of coma. He didn't know why. Since he began to study, he saw how far humans progressed. But they couldn't overcome their own mind.

The human brain is the most complex and  powerful computer in the world, that is an undeniable truth in our world... but that was what made his job the most difficult job to  ever exist. To find a way to break boundaries between human and machine.

His sole pourpose of doing so, was so that he could transfer his mother "conciousness" to a supercomputer he named Alpha. 

This sole fact made what he was trying to do something impossible. Not only he needed to analyse and reproduce an human neural network, he also needed to make sure that his mother had a heart. A machine that could love... just the tought of it seemed wrong and twisted... but for his mother, he would do so.

What he didn't known was that his project would be used not for his mother... but for the whims of a man who desired war.

You see, if the man known as Raziel was able to transfer the mind of a living human to the world of a supercomputer, wouldn't the contrary be possible? The man known as Ramus Gallian was the CEO of a weaponry company, and he believed so. 

Just think about it... a tecnology that can bring forth computered Data to the living world. The one who had this kind of tecnology would be able to destroy whole contries.

Unfortunatly, this is one other thing that humans couldn't surpass. Their petty wishes. Raziel was just one boy, trying to meet his mother... the mother that his father blamed him for her state... that he so desperatly needed her. He just wanted something he would never be able to get.

When Raziel was about to put the last part of tecnology in the neuro link, his mother data, that is, his door burst open. There entered two armed men, with four robots. The said robots where made of titanium and they looked a lot like a human, in you ignore the extra limbs and the gray coloured skin.

The two men were both caucasian, and they were tall, almost 6,5 each. The robots soon began to take his tecnology.

─ What are you doing!? ─ Screamed the blond man, with anger latched in his voice. 

The two mans turned back to the yonger one. They each towered him, but he wasn't intimidated by that. 

─ Your company's shares were purchased by lord Ramus, the CEO of the Gallian companies, therefore your work is now ours to take... junior. ─ Said one of the two older men.

─ But... i was... almost finishing it... ─ The young genius soon tried to plug the pen drive, containing his mother conciusness in one of the computers the robot was carrying, only to be shoved back by the taller goon. ─ You can't do this!

─ Sorry kid... it is already done. You can take your time to recollect yourself and go meet your new boss.─ Said the taller man. They soon left the room, and it became awfully silent. 

The only noises that could be heard were the young man sobs. He was almost there. He long knew the intentions of the man  known as Ramus Gallian... but he tought that, as long as he had his mother... he would be okay... now, not only he didn't had his mother... but he also were working for that disgusting man.

He then stopped crying... it looks like that he would end up needing to stop that man alone... just like everything he had done in his life.

He soon tapped in his personal computer. An avantage of living in that century is it's praticity. Now, each person had an personal computer in the form of a glove that shows holograms. 

The video of a sunsetting was playing. It was an video that his older sister used to show him, when he was in pain, both emotionally and physically. 

The last video his mother recorded.

The sun slipped towards the horizon, painting the sky orange and yellow, fitting the clouds with golden rims. It seemed huge before it finally disappeared, setting everything aflame in a short moment of glory. 

But this sunset marked the end of an era. It was the beggining of something new.

At least that was what his sister used to tell him...before he parted ways with his family. He always found them beautiful words... and he always knew that those words would help him to get up... no matter the fall. 

And the event that just transpired is just this... a fall. Raziel had his shares of falls... and he always get up.