during the conquest of space, humanity thought for many years that they were alone in space....unfortunately, they were very wrong, after the first signal sent into deep space, unknown ships appeared in the area of the earth after a few months, from the beginning there was panic due to the fear of invasion, fortunately, the species that arrived on the ship were more than peaceful, they gave away technology that humanity could only dream of for thousands of years, they issued medicine that literally saved lives from the brink of death, they solved problems that humanity had puzzled over for a long time, it seems that they will ask for something in return, and yes, they wanted some volunteers to join them, at first a number of volunteers applied who also would not want to fly through in a spaceship, but they wanted more, almost every next arrival they asked for more volunteers, after a while other ships even appeared, which also requested human volunteers until finally their demand exceeded the supply, the human began to fear where their loved ones were disappearing, but it was already too late, when the space travelers did not receive the dose they wanted, so they began to take it by force, the human they tried to defend the technology they got but it was too late before they realized that the technology they got was ineffective against the space travelers, after all they invented it, and what's worse the space travelers were angry and wanted their payment
Being part of the forgotten generation had been a blessing in disguise. At first it did not seem so since being abandoned in space was less than desirable. Yet with every loss of life came a new one, day after day, year after year the support from the people back home dwindled as did their dreams of populating the nearby planets. Humanity was once again facing their own mortality. The new colony, in the people's eye, was not yielding favorable results fast enough. Which is when plan B came along, the development of wormholes. It was only after many Centuries did the Earthborns discover the authentic ones, not the man made ones that caused over half the remaining populations' death. With the people of earth focusing all their remaining resources on voyaging to already sustainable planets many light years away, the people of Mars were left to fend for themselves. No amount of riots, protest, and donations from the citizens back home made a difference. The colonizers had signed their life away in hopes of becoming part of the founding humans to colonize the uninhabitable planet. A dream that had been in the works for decades. Communication Eventually dwindled until all that was left was white noise.
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