Post by Max on Oct 2, 2010 16:20:55 GMT -5
Its finally happened...after such a promising start, after so many things going right...it was unavoidable. No matter how muchwe talk, no matter how much we plan and prepare, we were not prepared for this....
The world is gone, what I am staring at now is nothing but a barron, empty shell of what it used to be. What used to be a clear sea is now nothing but a dark muck. Green fields are only found in picture books, or at least what little remains of them. Great Cities are gone. Wiped from he face of the earth.
The third world war... Everyone imagined what kind of catastrophy that would be. Everyone has speculations as to what horrors would follow a third world war...But they were all far too reserved with their guesses.
Because of us, the once beautiful green fields are now reduced to nothing but cracked, dry soil. The once clear blue skies are now a piss yellow, the clouds a disgusting green. Acid rain lives up to its name, as it burns even human flesh. And whats more...its hot...very hot.
The world is dieing...but before it can simmer out, it will reach an untimely death, as it hits the sun...Our moon was destroyed, a fools mistake in programing. Instead of locking onto a military satelite, the bombs locked onto the moon...it blew half of it off, and pushed it away, sending it into the void.
We did not go spiraling out towards the cosmos aswell as some predicted, instead, we are being pulled ever closer to the sun. Its been many years since that day...and now I stand, on humanities last hope.
When everyone had realised what they had done, they came to me...begging for a way out...although it disgusted me. To think that after all the horrible things that happened. Those responsible wanted a way out. To save their own hide...but I had to agree to it. To help those that were harmed because of their arrogance.
I was born on Heaven's Wings...the flying world...At least, it was called that. Now, I have made it true. I have taken all the resources this planet had, and put them to use...I built a new world.
Today is the last day...
People are being boarded onto the great ship...our New World. Everyone is sickly, some are even defomed. Nearly everyone has mutated, and not in the way you would wish. Not the fictions of great powers and strenghts...not even the dark, scary fictions...some people die from the mutations their body goes through...others....
Gunshots ring through the air, I look to the side. People being put out of their misery, their families grieving, crying. The people with the lighter mutations can live, with regular treatments...the ones with the severe ones...They are in constant pain, maybe even seeing things, or robbed of their eyesight and hearing completely.
When they show up here in hopes of rescue, all they get is a bullet to the head...its cruel...but everyone knows thats its for the best. I shielded my family from this...they were never allowed to see what is happening here...outside...I Do not want them to see this...because if they do...they might never smile again.
Now is the last hour...
There are less people boarding now...we are almost ready to depart...
"...I'm going out for a bit, check for straglers." I said to my sister, who just nodded, silently watching the scene as I had been aswell.
I boarded my jet and flew out into the sky...
I did not hope to find anyone...I mearly wanted...one last time. To look at the place I called home...at what used to be one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
It was as I expected....nothing...no life...no green...no blue...just endless seas of black. My jets humming swallowed by the emptyness. I could barely even watch. Our world was empty. Completely void of life. "...What have we done...."
The Last Minute...
Sounds of mountains moving fill my ears. As this new world attempts to free itself from its birthplace. I watch out my window. The mountain of corpses of those heavily mutated...the barron wastes...the ugly skies...
All I can wonder is...is this what awaits this world aswell? Will a strugle for power once again occur, and it will be destroyed, and they'll come running to my decendants, or someone else, for an easy way out?
My anger flares and my hands shake. People called me cruel. A monster. Inhuman...but this... "This...is humanity..." I muttered. My knees go weak and I fall, sitting on my legs, I lean forward, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. The world is getting distant. I can no longer make craters or burned patches of land.
"This...is what our greed gave us...this is what our desire...this is what our passion...gained us..." I could only mutter to myself and cry, safe from being seen, here in this private observatory room.
As we get farther and farther away...I can only say one thing "...Thank you...For everything...."
"....Goodbye...."
The world is gone, what I am staring at now is nothing but a barron, empty shell of what it used to be. What used to be a clear sea is now nothing but a dark muck. Green fields are only found in picture books, or at least what little remains of them. Great Cities are gone. Wiped from he face of the earth.
The third world war... Everyone imagined what kind of catastrophy that would be. Everyone has speculations as to what horrors would follow a third world war...But they were all far too reserved with their guesses.
Because of us, the once beautiful green fields are now reduced to nothing but cracked, dry soil. The once clear blue skies are now a piss yellow, the clouds a disgusting green. Acid rain lives up to its name, as it burns even human flesh. And whats more...its hot...very hot.
The world is dieing...but before it can simmer out, it will reach an untimely death, as it hits the sun...Our moon was destroyed, a fools mistake in programing. Instead of locking onto a military satelite, the bombs locked onto the moon...it blew half of it off, and pushed it away, sending it into the void.
We did not go spiraling out towards the cosmos aswell as some predicted, instead, we are being pulled ever closer to the sun. Its been many years since that day...and now I stand, on humanities last hope.
When everyone had realised what they had done, they came to me...begging for a way out...although it disgusted me. To think that after all the horrible things that happened. Those responsible wanted a way out. To save their own hide...but I had to agree to it. To help those that were harmed because of their arrogance.
I was born on Heaven's Wings...the flying world...At least, it was called that. Now, I have made it true. I have taken all the resources this planet had, and put them to use...I built a new world.
Today is the last day...
People are being boarded onto the great ship...our New World. Everyone is sickly, some are even defomed. Nearly everyone has mutated, and not in the way you would wish. Not the fictions of great powers and strenghts...not even the dark, scary fictions...some people die from the mutations their body goes through...others....
Gunshots ring through the air, I look to the side. People being put out of their misery, their families grieving, crying. The people with the lighter mutations can live, with regular treatments...the ones with the severe ones...They are in constant pain, maybe even seeing things, or robbed of their eyesight and hearing completely.
When they show up here in hopes of rescue, all they get is a bullet to the head...its cruel...but everyone knows thats its for the best. I shielded my family from this...they were never allowed to see what is happening here...outside...I Do not want them to see this...because if they do...they might never smile again.
Now is the last hour...
There are less people boarding now...we are almost ready to depart...
"...I'm going out for a bit, check for straglers." I said to my sister, who just nodded, silently watching the scene as I had been aswell.
I boarded my jet and flew out into the sky...
I did not hope to find anyone...I mearly wanted...one last time. To look at the place I called home...at what used to be one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
It was as I expected....nothing...no life...no green...no blue...just endless seas of black. My jets humming swallowed by the emptyness. I could barely even watch. Our world was empty. Completely void of life. "...What have we done...."
The Last Minute...
Sounds of mountains moving fill my ears. As this new world attempts to free itself from its birthplace. I watch out my window. The mountain of corpses of those heavily mutated...the barron wastes...the ugly skies...
All I can wonder is...is this what awaits this world aswell? Will a strugle for power once again occur, and it will be destroyed, and they'll come running to my decendants, or someone else, for an easy way out?
My anger flares and my hands shake. People called me cruel. A monster. Inhuman...but this... "This...is humanity..." I muttered. My knees go weak and I fall, sitting on my legs, I lean forward, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. The world is getting distant. I can no longer make craters or burned patches of land.
"This...is what our greed gave us...this is what our desire...this is what our passion...gained us..." I could only mutter to myself and cry, safe from being seen, here in this private observatory room.
As we get farther and farther away...I can only say one thing "...Thank you...For everything...."
"....Goodbye...."
