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Last of their kind: an apply fic
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Ongoing, First published Sep 14, 2020
<INTRO>
Humans are at the brink of extinction. To prevent this, 8 young men and 8 you g women of diverse cultural and social backgrounds are being sent to a faraway planet called ZUCKER-XD-049. There, they would colonize forming 8 happy couples and bringing rebirth to humanity. But would it really work out to be a "Happily Ever After?"

<CREDITS & RIGHTS>
Most of the characters do NOT belong to me. They belong to their proper owners.
I got inspiration from various movies and books, but the idea itself belongs to me and therefore I have copyright.
All Rights Reserved
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I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .