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Recondite
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Ongoing, First published Jun 17, 2021
The Fall; the classification of when the massive black rods called "Obelisks" fell out of the sky and impaled the earth. From these massive structures came the blue, ghostly creatures that took away the souls of those they came into contact with, and modern weapons couldn't stop them.
That was in 2018.
The year is now 2030.
The last handful of humanity who managed to survive are now left to try and survive against these so called "Specters" and other members of the human race who are trying to make a come back or simply just "enjoying the ride to the end". Among them is a man who has lost everything, but obtains what could be the key to understanding what the Fall and the Specters really are and how to stop them.
But is the world still worth saving?
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In 2037, in the middle of nowhere, lies a newly built testing lab, owned by the government. The government is unfortunately corrupted, and has led the whole country into disaster. People are starving, and the whole economy is falling apart. Since the government needs a new way to get out of this terrible situation, they are finding new ways to make money. Fortunately for them, science has blessed them with a new discovery- a new blood type. The people with the new blood type are said to be able to be resistant to most high falls, and also are stronger than the average human being. They are now capturing people with the new blood type, blood type AE positive. You just happen to be one of those people with the rare blood and you drive in an attempt to escape the clutches of the Obelus. Unfortunately, your attempt has failed, and you are now trapped in a cell waiting for testing. You are their newest subject, subject number 43.