Starting AN, Written Pre-Chapter Creation
I decided to attempt and write a fanfic around a cruel, violent humanity that has grown used to living in the cruelest environment possible. Trapped, encased, controlled. This is my view on a very OP humanity that will hopefully be enjoyable to read.
Apologies for the short starting chapter, I will endeavor to make the next ones far longer.
Also, I will be changing around the timeline how I wish it t o. The human equivalent year will be very different to that of the ME universe.
A list of major discrepancies from normal lore in the ME verse outside of human development.
-The Sol Relay is not encased.
865 A.D – Rotomagus, Neustria
Smoke lay heavy in the air, made infinitesimally more thick and far more intimidating by the screams that lay across ones ears. Within the small city hundreds of armored me, spawned from their dragon boats and far off places, spending their pleasure and taking what they believed to be theirs.
In the ruins of the old chapel, one of the Christian variety, men raped what were once innocent and content nuns. Their screams and pleas echoing falling on the ears of uncaring men, who only care for their own wants and desires, what they believe to be theirs.
In the burning streets of the Merchants housing quarter men are beaten and tortured, their families defiled in front of them, as the fruits of a life of labor are torn from them. The gold, silver, art, and possessions they had worked their lived for torn from them by stronger men, who only care for their own greed and wealth, what they believe to be theirs.
At the manor of the Duke, he is dragged from his opulent housings by less cruel men, those who steal directly from those he manipulates and oppresses, only caring for his own comfort and safety, what he believes to be his.
The tale of humanity, one of the most brutal tales one may tell, full of violence, deceit, destruction, never a redeeming moment. Untold destruction wrought on their brothers and sisters for untold millennia have turned them into a different kind of beast, one that knows only violence and the brutality of surviving the worst possible conditions and coming out far stronger than before. Their life and world have become resilience and anger incarnate, giving back 10x what others can hope to inflict upon them.
Their governments are run by the strongest and smartest, as no others are strong enough to rise to such a station.
Their armies the epitome of elite, each man battle hardened and conditioned against the emotions of a normal man.
Their people hardened to the rigors of a violent life, ready to take the toll of supporting their Empire.
Is the wider galaxy ready for them to break free of their previous constraints?
Not in the slightest.
6723 A.D(1990 Systems Alliance Year) – Earth
The once lush and verdant terrain of Earth was nought but a gray existence. A nightmare to some, but the reality of life to the humanity of today, a grim reality of what humanities violent ways had caused them. One may be confused by the mass amount of lights on the surface of this dark, gray, monstrocity of what once was a brilliantly green and blue planet, full of promise and life. The truth is, not a single man, woman, or child called the surface of this place their home. But rather, had been forced to move underground in the wake of humanities self-destruction. One will think 'If no one is above ground, then why are there such large amounts of light?' the answer to that question is simple. Food Growth habitats, growing the most nutrient packed food at the fastest rate possible. In the days of the 21st century you could have fed the planet with a mere fraction of these facilities. But at a population of 11 trillion people you begin to run out of options. The entire surface of the planet kept people fed, but doomed them to the endless hell of the cities of today.
The cities were simple in design, 12 feet per story, and as many stories as you can pull off with only reasonable damage. Each person is consigned to a 10x12 room of steel and concrete, where they will live most of their lives. There are communal bathrooms, cafeterias, and showers. The Government of Earth provides for all of humanities basic needs, but only just. In the average humans life, everything they do is in compliance with the government. Their job, their education, their place in the world are all dictated for them. This is not implying they are unhappy, as there it is all they know, all their parents knew, and all humanity has known for generations.
Humanity had attempted to escape, but have always failed in their attempts. Their scientists could not find the secrets of efficient interstellar travel. But with the mistake of a group of Batarian slavers, and a Turian patrol, everything was about to change.