The year is 3033. We live in a post-apocalyptic world. All the major cities were bombed during the Great War of the 30th century. All except one. Sydney, Australia. Australia had been saved from the devastation, yet being the only continent with life, it's... evolved. The ground is alive, breathing, watching. It speaks to those who listen. The grass dances to forgotten songs of the past, while the forest is strong and wise. The ancient trees remember things from a thousand years ago, whispers of a peaceful society that had spread worldwide. Humans do not exist. With their death came the birth of a new race, an almost invincible breed of living war machines. These are the Katü, a race of superior intelligence, agility, and strength. In time, the Earth had brought forth another race to combat the destruction the Katü brought. They were the Kataii, a race equal in defense to the Katü in strength and power. Yet one day... Something odd occurred, something that brought controversy to the continent of Australia. A Katü had been born amongst the Kataii. But how? The nymphs spoke of a prophecy: "That which we've earned much hate Must learn to assimilate. None will know to oppose Lest the charred earth grows." This Katü must learn the meaning of the prophecy. What is its power? What is its destiny?

"I don't know what I'm doing, some ancient calling is making me lift my talons to nonexistent skies and whisper words I've never heard in the same ancient tongue. All at once, everything is swept away, we're in the desert with the sun beating down." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello! I made this story a few months ago, and now I've decided to share it with you! I hope you like it!

All you remember is a white room. A black box and a key. You don't remember how you got there. You don't remember why you're there. All you know is that you're trapped. Trapped in a room with a black box that has no key. Trapped with shifting walls that fit together like puzzle pieces. Trapped with a speaker always saying "You must play the game." Trapped with nine other people. And no way to get out.

It's the year 8022. Humans have destroyed Earth. There is a new civilization of robots on planet JD-6. Why robots? In 2100, they began the war with humanity. They won over a century later. There's one human left. The creator, they call him. He makes everyone play the game. What's the game? No one knows. It's only ever spoken of when new machines are about to face it. A few say it took a year to get through the game. Others say it took merely a day. Some never make it out. This year is special. It's the creator's first machine wolf participating. Not only that, but this year, there are only five. Normally there are thousands. Special? Possibly. Everyone has to play the game. And this is where we begin.

Jackson is ordinary, or so he thinks. But when he meets the leopard...everything changes.

Humanity waged war on itself, sending the world into chaos. Everyone died, except for me and my dog, Leo. It's only a matter of time before I die too.