“What are you, why are you here, why now, what do you want me to do, tell me! I can't understand you. What did we do wrong? I beg you please save us. Why won't you acknowledge me, am i just another animal, was i just worthless as an existence and everything i did was for nothing? Tell me!” the speech seemed to not have much effect on the being as it stared back at me inflamed and covered in light only voided white holes can be used to identify its face, the being’s silhouette was all that was possible to comprehend something from beyond ourselves has come to claim us, and i can only pray that it shows us mercy.

The day is about 3004 we aren't really thriving as much as we are just surviving day to day, after the events of 2789 the world was put into a state of depravity and chaos, stuck in an existence of pure selfish desire and acting upon every perversion the mind can offer, our greatest achievements have become just the desolate ruins of an age we wish we could return to. The sky is often red from the sun’s rays piercing the very thin layer of ozone layer that was saved by the downfall of modern man, the ground is dry and hard, dusty and full of garbage, flesh, blood and whatever it is people just leave on the ground, not like anyone cares enough to keep order might as well liter right?

Our water stays pure after the ‘signal’ the world was pretty much saved from us, going back to as much of a natural state as it can after all the shit we sucked out of it. Destroying ourselves after a simple signal, destroying our towns, our own people, everything really, those who survived did so in agony and pain as they struggled to live. They struggled and grasped and begged, their humanity all that keeps them wanting to keep the species alive, giving birth to deformed children looking horrifying and diseased, it only took a few more generations for those defects to be naturally woven out of the gene pool but not completely of course, our veins are dark almost a black greenish color, our skin color fluctuates as it did back before it all, our eye colours especially changed being vibrant and harsh bright colours, a beautiful gift from such a terrible birth, our numbers are probably struggling to get half of a million, lots of incest to thank for that number, we’re coming along, but i doubt we could ever work together like we used to.

 The ever-heating sun doesn't help, we are forced to stay sheltered at day time so as to not char our flesh off, and scavenge at night in order to survive. People get dangerous at night, our only indication of what's in the darkness is our own beautifully coloured eyes allowing us to see in the darkness. The animals have evolved in  ways that are dangerous to our survival but since we have struggled for life for so long we won't go down without a fight.

Enough world building i suppose, i am David, most of our names come from books we found destroyed i chose David from the bible, his strength and faith were admirable and it inspired me to keep going, i am pretty short but hey can't do anything about that, my eyes are a purplish bluish kinda color i don't really know, and well my clothes are as ragged as everyone else’s, slippers are the easiest to find and repair so i wear those, my pants are just jeans that i repaired with parts from other jeans, the jacket though is my masterpiece, long sleeves can hide all my tools, goes down to my knees has a lil pouch for carrying stuff, and a hood. My hair is long and my face isn't the cleanest but beards are too itchy so I shave when I can with my knife.

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Looking around I seem to be unable to find much food. The sun is about to come out so I'll need to sleep soon. I could try fishing but at this hour I'll be scorched in no time, “stupid bitch!” I hear a shout behind me, I think to myself “who? Me?” turning around i see nothing but bush and trees so i look deep inside and see a scene behind the shrubbery. A few rugged looking guys shirtless and covered in blood I see one of them holding onto a woman as if she were a rag doll shaking her, another seems to be in the middle of beheading a different woman, as he… yeah i’m not describing this it’s disgusting. This is not an abnormal sight since our societal norms and structure broke down. People just do whatever twisted thoughts they have. This has nothing to do with me. I should just leave, “mother? Mother! What have you done! I told you I'd please you if you let her go! Please, I beg you… i'' the voice cracked as it pleaded in disbelief, she was defeated in heart and body i’m sure she’ll just let them do what they want now, can't blame her, “you fucking pieces of shit i’ll kill you!” the roar was powerful and loud, i see her lunge herself at her captor and bite his nose, ripping out with her teeth, she then headbutts the hole where the nose use to be, the man’s face spasms and contorts, crying and shocked, the pain was unbearable, i see him pass out probably hoping he was dead, she takes his knife and stabs his chest as many times as she could.

A fighter huh, naturally knows what parts to hit to really fuck up a person, she could probably survive on her own, was she protecting her mother this whole time? She seems caught up in her murderous intent as she keeps stabbing the long dead man; the other man seems to have lost his boner as he grabs his knife ready to kill her. What a waste to have her die here, fucking hell, charging in through the bush i shock both the man and her, i kick the knife from his hand, he winces in pain and i grab his head and throw it at my knee, right between his eyes, he flies back and i take the knife he dropped and cut his stomach open, a lil painful death for what he has done, i wish i could make it slower even. I watch him coldly as his shock fades and the expression goes blank and he falls. I turn around to see the lil missy pointing the bloodied knife at me “hey hey girlie i aint gonna hurt you, i just thought you could use some assistance” i put my hands in the air and get on my knees to be at her level, she must be around 14 or 15 she’s pretty short. She puts the knife close to my face and says “I can't trust you, I can't trust anybody!” she shouts at me making me look a bit shocked at the pure emotion, she drops the knife and holds her face looking at the corpse of her mother in sheer anguish.

I am taken aback but for some reason i can't help but feel for her, instinctively i pet her head and she winces but gives in anyway, i hug her, i don't know why i did this, nor what compelled me to, i was going to leave her here to be raped by those fuckers, something inside me aches at the thought now, what’s going on with me today. Her cries are loud but muffled under my jacket she clings to me for dear life, isn't she the one who said she couldn't trust anyone? I guess that’s a child for you, they need parental figures but she lost all of hers it seems. “Take your time, i’ll stay by you, i’ll keep you safe, sorry i couldn't do anything for your mom” my words come out choppy and robotic as i struggle to find anything to say that’ll comfort her, her crying seems to have stopped, she’s still clinging to me though, oh she’s asleep, snot on my jacket, jeez this brat will be trouble, the tears are still flowing though, i wipe them as they flow and hold her in my jacket, taking it off and wrapping it around her small frame laying next to a tree. I guess it isn't all bad. I won't be alone in this hellscape at least.