Mundo de Imortais

Mundo de Imortais

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Finalmente se descobriu a fórmula de se viver eternamente, o cientista Brian Lyn descobriu como fazer nossas células se regenerarem de forma tão rápida, que nossa aparência, e órgãos seriam de uma pessoa de 25 anos, seria esse o estágio máximo do desenvolvimento humano, a regeneração celular foi tão revolucionária que nem mesmo ferimentos que antes eram tidos como graves eram mais problema, um corte profundo era curado em menos de 24 horas, e hoje, 500 anos depois dessa descoberta, os cientistas se aprofundaram ainda mais, e hoje somos praticamente invulneráveis porém, o que parecia ser a solução para todas as preocupações que poderíamos ter, se tornou um grande problema, há alguns anos sofremos com excesso de população, os recursos estão cada vez menores, e estamos em guerra, as armas de fogo já não são mais usadas, agora, nós somos as armas, humanos... armas... não sei mais o que somos de verdade, uma das coisas que descobrimos com a imortalidade é que nossos sentimentos são mais poderosos do que podíamos imaginar, antes, na guerra sentimentos deveriam ser deixados de lado, hoje seus sentimentos ganham guerras. 25/06/2753 - Base da resistência
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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