| I
have called this principle, by which each slight variation - if useful
- is preserved, by the term of 'Natural Selection'. Charles Darwin, 1859 |
I
never think of the future. It comes soon enough. Albert Einstein, 1930 |
| 80 BF: CONTINENTAL COAST |
The night wind beat down against the figures frantically trying to secure their boats to the land. The rain made it an even harder task; it was so heavy that it impeded the visuals of the people scurrying about. When the last boat was finally tied, cheers went up. They had finally made it; after two whole years at sea, the seeker tribe had finally returned to solid ground. The huge ships where the tribe had been living for this time were now beached on the shore. One more night in those ships, and the in the morning the seekers could explore the terrain they had stumbled upon. |
| Eighty years have passed since the tribe that has grown to become the largest human population on the planet landed on that small beach. Eighty years since the world first tasted hope of a new beginning. The seekers drove back the monsters, and began to reclaim the land. Now, they are a thriving civilisation, with means of defence, densely populated cities, an economy, and technology far greater than any one of those people eighty years ago could have imagined. They are at peace... |
In
the past two years, monster activity has dramatically increased though.
The human settlements have been invaded on several occasions, and now
the people have to rely on specially commissioned guard units to defend
them against possible attacks. To ultimately counter this threat, the
leader of the largest seeker settlement has decided to form an alliance
with the surrounding nations, so that they can combine their power,
weapons, and knowledge to combat the monsters. |
| The restoration of the human world starts here... |
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CHAPTER
FOUR: SECURING THE FUTURE |