"We live in an age of miracles. The sublimation of a society powered by technology that did not stop to improve itself. Our bodies were designed immaculate temples nucleotide by nucleotide, built by scientists artisans manipulating our genetics as the dominant sculptor stone. The disease, at least in the developed world, was an decadent evil, disappearing like a dream cloudy in memory. Our lives were long, longer than ever. On the outside, we looked alike to gods. Inside, our demons were silent, dormant for a full life, served on a silver platter.
discovered a new home. A new planet, which returned to fill our minds with the excitement of the unknown, the dream of conquest. He gave us a transcendental goal, when we had almost everything. And excitement as our leaders spoke and commended us to investigate, to work for a means to that new planet humanity in unison to put it. Former warring powers for centuries shook hands. The richest tended to help the less fortunate. In the media, in homes, on the street. He was everywhere. Would travel far, far away, and would build a future beyond our planet. Consummate the greatest dream of mankind. Would justify the pursuit of the greatest epic our very existence.
they were getting. We worked together and created what seemed impossible. Find a way to travel vast distances across the universe. And then there was a solemn covenant. The settlement would be a global project. Not have powers over others that might stick a flag on the new ground before the others. The most important page of history would be written together. Thus, we began building a giant port, at a site chosen in common, as well as the massive ships as big as cities, which would lead to anyone who would like more than the space to their new home. It was our masterpiece, and as the dream became more real, growing worldwide excitement. Rebosábamos optimism.
deceived us. We believe that the dream was shared by all, but it was just a mask, a vaudeville. Our leaders had different dreams: dreams of glory, dreams of power, human dreams. They discovered that some powers were taking their own separate plans for conquest. They built their ships, hiding its technology to others, or secretly stole it from them. The unified project was a sham. Threw us a bone while weaving the ruin of all.
We manipulated. Over time, the owners of the world learned of their mutual betrayal and saw their interests in danger. The interests of all, they said. When finished with their campaigns of hatred, lies and accusations, people roared with anger toward their neighbors, screaming horror that long ago our leaders were already preparing. Just needed to lose sight of what matters, that our minds would become a little smaller. Right minds for war.
When they finally broke, the consequences were ... unimaginable. The science that could lead us beyond the sky fell into the worst hell. GM soldiers spread terror throughout the world, with bodies designed to kill and create pain to the effectiveness of angry deities. There where two armies met, land was burned, destroyed cities and the skies black with ash. The minds that had eradicated the disease created other, more terrible, to be used as weapons. Invisible genocide ended with millions, soldiers and civilians alike. And without a clear winner, the war continued. Little by little, month after month, year after year, going a step further, pushing the limits of barbarism, forcing the doomsday clock.
Until the end, came Croatoa ... "
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