"In the 26th century, Earth was destoyed in the process of changing it to a AI, causing most of it's resident to die. A spaceship managed to fly away, with about 32 million people on board. The authorities control everything now, taking food, and resources away from the people. They have nothing to live for, except their families, and their strong will to make justice happen."
****Area 104****
***CITY DELOS***
A disfigured man was running through the rain, as the message boomed throughout the whole city with the speakers, that was attached to the walls. He wore a worn down clothes that seemed as if it was going to fall down any time. The splashes made by his footsteps made ripples on the pools of rain as he ran towards his home through a familer city.
Air pressure failure… System initiated “Safe Protocol”… Failure…
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The sound of rain and his footsteps echoed through out the city, as if the city was ridded of people. Maybe they were.
The system screen implied that it was currently 31.7 milibars of pressure in this part of the space ship, which meant that no humans could live in the area. As the man ran through the rain, he looked for his home on the fifth street. He was running as he despaired for the doom he had brung to his daughter and his family.
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As he turned the corner to his house, He fell down and cried, his mind broken into pieces, as he was the bane of this effect.
There was nothing, nothing but empty space, where his family was supposed to be. And he caused it.
He fell down in despair as he thought over and over again, ‘I didn’t mean this to happen. It’s all my fault.’
‘I’m sorry Natalia, my daughter. I let you down.’ His mind broke into pieces of madness as he thought about how he only brung harm to humanity, let alone save it.
He crushed the concrete ground with his bare fist, and pounded with misery.
The sirens rang as the helicopters where up and surrounding the man in every corners in the sky, as if they were expecting the man to fly away.
Ratatatatata
The guns rattled, as the man fell into a heap of flesh and blood.
After all, he was just a minor mistake in the program for them. Just sacrificing this one city, one man, and his family was a small inconvenience.
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*The Ship's Frount Deck*
Inside the main capsule of the space ship, 13 men were deciding on what to do with the incidents that led them to kill one-seven hundredth of the population. They were sitting down at a large round table, with more then half of the men holograms. The data of people sacrificed were in the middle of the table.
“System, give us reports of the last happened incidents.” An important looking man, with a sharp nose, glared at others as he said this. His name was Lucius, and he was the head of the council.
"The last abnormality reported was killed in the section 104, and rest of them were found dead as well. More then 300 people died from the explosion that happened, and the bomb caused the air pressure to go down. This event cause the section 104 to collapse," The system said, "which killed approximately 6000 people."
"What!" and "Why?" came from the men who did not know.
"They were connecting with Mal." Lucius said with a sharp glance.
"What caused the people to connect with Mal?" A fat man, that was sitting down frowned and asked him.
"We do not know the casue, but we all know the secret must be kept from the people knowing about it." Lucius said, "You know that, Piler."
"Mal must be in secure for all contact or reach outside." An old man said in the table, "we have to be sure."
"Yes, Mal is dangerous for them to know, it could potentially bring us down." Lucifer said as he moved on to an another issue, as if this was not an issue at all.
END OF PROLOGUE