Hey, guys! Thought I'd try something different. Today I was just slumped in a chair, listening to my iPod, and then I started randomly thinking about space, and the ideas flowed from there XD Hope you all enjoy it! I don't know how long it will be. But I'm looking forward to writing this! I might make this into an actual book with my own characters someday, haha.
This story is Puzzleshipping, so if anyone doesn't like that pairing, this is a warning.
Now then. Onwarrrrd!
June 4th, 2095
The destruction of planet Earth had always been foretold. Though, it was never written in text nor spoken of to the coming generations. It wasn't even predicted by life beyond. No – we foretold it ourselves without even knowing. As the raging energy of humans drove us to a World War 3 and 4, Earth was forced to succumb to its pollution, and over time, humans witnessed more and more crack development in even the thickest layers of the globe's outer crust. The Nuclear Arms Race continued to build, and by then the world had gone mad, blindly charging forward until not a single human being, animal, nor plant was left standing.
I was born in a bomb raid upon Domino City. It was all in vain for my parents attempting to keep me safe. They thought I would die before I even fully emerged into the world. But as soon as I did and the chord connecting my mother and I was cut, the first sight to my eyes when they opened was my environment becoming enflamed with red. It was my parents who were taken from me, before I even got to see their faces. I watched with tear-filled eyes as the jet that dropped such a horrible thing exploded into debris in midair.
It never occurred to me, a two-minute old newborn, that I was going to be the last sign of life on Planet Earth within the ensuing centuries.