'Sunlight peaked shyly through heavy pine branches, and the barrel against my forehead was almost as cold as the snow beneath my feet.' A strange solar flare pushed the Earth's magnetic poles to finally make a dramatic shift, and the results are devastating. The magnetic properties of nearly every element changed, some only slightly, others completely flipped to the other end of the spectrum. This caused not only human cities, but the whole Earth's crust to tear itself apart to realign. Now, the world is made up of many floating islands and even continents, most are infertal land but not all. If only it ended with the land around us. Human bodies changed too, we became sick and weak, and as the world was changing around us our scientists rushed to try to stop what we thought was an accompaning virus. It felt like the end of the world, but humanity pulled through. By utilizing modern and somewhat shady technology, we were able to save our race by mimicking the hollow bones and porous skin of birds, but over just two short generations we took on more and more strange qualities. I am from the "Cursed Generation" and this is the story of how I become the bad guy so people stop fucking killing each other long enough for our society to recover. (Cover art is mine, you take it and I'll destroy you. Chapter cover art, however, is not mime and if you'd like me to remove it then let me know and I will quickly do so. Credit to creators please.)All Rights Reserved
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