Apocalypse Demise (Prologue)
He walked to the desk and sat down. He turned on the computer screen. He had decided to look over his journal logs again. Every evening he found himself reading it over and over again. Having little contact with the outside world, he felt it was his only view of what was, or even, what could be. Pictures of trees, and animals filled his mind. He had always taken those things for granite. But ever since the appearance of the daemons, he hasn't been able to leave the safety of the dome. He lived with his mother and father for the past 2 years. The journal started with a brief description of the events that had occurred, bringing him to such a loss. The dates were missing though, he was writing things days or even weeks after they had happened, and decided they just weren't important. It started about 2 years ago. The daemons started appearing throughout major cities. It started as a small problem, a couple of attacks by them, but police were able to control them. Eventually, there numbers began to increase, and there origin could not be found. They really started to rattle the locals. The looked so frightening, most people ended up dieing of fear, rather then the lethal blades and claws. They look like oversized dogs, and their skin was completely bald, and looks as if it is covered in burn scares. Their four legs seemed brought up to there sides more and these limbs seemed more limber and movement was quick for these creatures of death. They also wield two, scythe like blades from the sides of them, sort of like arms. Their heads were shaped outwards more, and their teeth were long and pointed. They also had pincer-like, claws around their mouths, making them terrible things to look at. After no more then a month after their first appearance, entire towns had to be evacuated because of there destructive power, and massive numbers. The military and nuclear weapons were used to control these monsters, but after everyone was killed, another took its place. After countless loses, one man peaked from the surface. A true hero in his time. He had new, innovative ideas of how to fight the daemons. His name was Dr. Slate, and he had invented a way to use the human spirit as an energy source to battle these daemons. His first design was the dampeners. The way the daemons hunt humans is by the sense of there life force. The dampeners are simple devices that take human spirit and use it to mask it. This new technology was able to mask entire buildings. The daemons were unable to detect the human life, and they didn't seem to be smart enough to figure things out. This is the device that is built into the dome that he and his parents live in. He has not seen the outside world for 2 years, and only his journals seemed to keep him going. After many hours, of perpetual rereading, he finally went to sleep. Hoping that one-day, there would be a cure for these reached creatures that plague are fair world.
He walked to the desk and sat down. He turned on the computer screen. He had decided to look over his journal logs again. Every evening he found himself reading it over and over again. Having little contact with the outside world, he felt it was his only view of what was, or even, what could be. Pictures of trees, and animals filled his mind. He had always taken those things for granite. But ever since the appearance of the daemons, he hasn't been able to leave the safety of the dome. He lived with his mother and father for the past 2 years. The journal started with a brief description of the events that had occurred, bringing him to such a loss. The dates were missing though, he was writing things days or even weeks after they had happened, and decided they just weren't important. It started about 2 years ago. The daemons started appearing throughout major cities. It started as a small problem, a couple of attacks by them, but police were able to control them. Eventually, there numbers began to increase, and there origin could not be found. They really started to rattle the locals. The looked so frightening, most people ended up dieing of fear, rather then the lethal blades and claws. They look like oversized dogs, and their skin was completely bald, and looks as if it is covered in burn scares. Their four legs seemed brought up to there sides more and these limbs seemed more limber and movement was quick for these creatures of death. They also wield two, scythe like blades from the sides of them, sort of like arms. Their heads were shaped outwards more, and their teeth were long and pointed. They also had pincer-like, claws around their mouths, making them terrible things to look at. After no more then a month after their first appearance, entire towns had to be evacuated because of there destructive power, and massive numbers. The military and nuclear weapons were used to control these monsters, but after everyone was killed, another took its place. After countless loses, one man peaked from the surface. A true hero in his time. He had new, innovative ideas of how to fight the daemons. His name was Dr. Slate, and he had invented a way to use the human spirit as an energy source to battle these daemons. His first design was the dampeners. The way the daemons hunt humans is by the sense of there life force. The dampeners are simple devices that take human spirit and use it to mask it. This new technology was able to mask entire buildings. The daemons were unable to detect the human life, and they didn't seem to be smart enough to figure things out. This is the device that is built into the dome that he and his parents live in. He has not seen the outside world for 2 years, and only his journals seemed to keep him going. After many hours, of perpetual rereading, he finally went to sleep. Hoping that one-day, there would be a cure for these reached creatures that plague are fair world.