"So, it's just the five of us?" Desman said as sadness can be heard in his cavernous voice. Eli looked at us, then focused his eyes on Desman before saying "Yes, and with five pods we can leave future races with details of the human race. Once the water retreats, we shall awaken and study the world. All surviving items will be gathered here; whether it is music, flags, old, middle, or modern ages, we shall preserve them." A simple plan but I could see some flaws in it. I was going to speak up, but it seemed Claire had shared one of my thoughts as she said "How will we keep all the water out? If any of these pods get wet, our plan would be a total failure.", "That is what the capsule is for," replied Eli, now staring at Claire "With the help of Hayden and Ryan, we can keep all forms of liquid out. The doors would be sealed, so we should be fine." I wasn't any good when people relied on me, it made me nervous, but if it's for a greater good, I'll do it.
It was a terrible idea to fall asleep on the floor. It was cold, hard and it could get me sick, and it was too early for that. I got up from the ground and made my way to the storage room and started gathering my gear. I stopped to look at the pods; they still haven't opened. A voice keeps telling me to open them, the feeling of curiosity had become an addiction to me. If I wanted to satisfy that addiction, I need to open the pods, but I refused. They're all on a timer; I need to be patient. I suited up and headed outside.
I enjoy the outside world; it feels like tranquility had engulfed this place, filling it with warmth and the songs of nature. I have no idea what year it is but whatever or whenever I am, seeing the world now is an experience I wouldn't want anyone to take away. I stood there, taking in the scenery before snapping out of my fantasy, remembering what I'm supposed to be doing. I started walking in the same direction toward the park.
I know I'm supposed to scout the whole landscape, but I couldn't get the thought of that kid at the park. She looked like a human child. She had skin, eyes, two arms, and legs, five fingers, basically every regular feature except for the teeth, hair, and ears. I wondered what species she was and how did they get here? Did they come here from space? If so, did they claim planet earth, after the human race have been wiped out by our technology and by nature itself? Maybe, they were trying to find planets to settle on and found earth, desolated and decided to claim it as their own?
I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice I arrived at the park until I accidentally collided with a figure. I staggered back and started apologizing, and as I looked up at them, I saw a man who towered me. If I had to guess, he was about 6'8, and he was staring deep into my soul, like Odin finding a Viking deserter. I have never been so intimidated in my life. I started to shiver and looked around frantically for an explanation. The only thing I found was two people looking at me; one was a female who looked liked that girl I met yesterday except taller, and the other person was the girl I met yesterday. I was now shivering so much that you would have thought that winter had come early. I was now silently praying to every god from new to old, that they would not eat me and if they did, could they at least make it painless.
As I was know coming to terms with death, the tall male spoke up "Enode nutine titu?" he said as he gave a concerned look but mixed with his deep voice made it sound menacing. "Didenu, nadiena'nai nadide dunenu da madena nudenainadenooienu!" said the girl, glowing with joy as she saw me. I'm still not sure what she said, but I heard "die" so I thought my fate should end here and I will be known as the first human to eaten by aliens or just murdered. The female figure had perked up and stretched her hand, waiting for me to shake it. I didn't want to feel their wraths, so I shook her hand which was surprisingly soft. She smiled at me and shot a commanding gaze at the male figure. He smirked as he rolled his eyes and extended his hand for me to shake, which I accepted.
I was surprised to see them be friendly to me. I was expecting the family to be aggressive towards me, but instead, they are very kind to me, even though I don't know their language, which I hope I learn in the future. Even with the language barrier, I still had some fun, talking with the couple and playing with the kid. I feel my fears decay into nothing, overpowered by joy and high spirits. As I was going to show her more of my terrible drawing, her mother called out to her, signaling to "come here.". She got up and started running towards her, not before smiling and waving goodbye. I waved back and decided to return to the capsule.
I got to the capsule after a walk that felt shorter than yesterday. I was glimmering with euphoria, it felt like all my worries with the new species was just an imagination. I entered the capsule, taking my gear off and dropped them off in the storage room. As I was going to check the panels for issues, that feeling came back, the sense of curiosity. I looked at the pods, and they still haven't opened. This time curiosity had overcome me, and I decided to open the first pod I saw, Eli's pod. I accept the consequences of Eli yelling at me for opening the pods too early, but I just had to know. As the pod opened, I was expecting Eli, but I only saw a skeleton. I stood there, petrified with fear. Out of sheer panic, I started opening the other pods. Desmon, Ryan, Claire, were all the same. My legs gave out, and I dropped to my knees. Dread enveloped me as I know the truth.
I am alone.
I am the last human.
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Splatoon: The Last Human
Fiction généraleThis is a story about a human, the last of his species exploring the world of Splatoon. I don't like giving out information about the story, I like them when they're vague. I am planning on making this toward the end of Splatoon 2 so I'm going to tr...