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Diary 4: The world is deeper than you know it
Hello. I'm Edel. Just Edel. I can't tell you what my full name is, what year this is, where I am, or anything more. I'm hiding, you see, from Powers greater than most you can imagine. My story is full of false information, white lies to protect the lives of my loved ones, but the big picture remains true. My message is clear and simple: If you don't have a power, be prepared to either serve those that have, or die.
In case you have been stuck in a well or a hole for the last few years, and came crawling out only to be horrified by the changes your precious world has undergone, here is the breakdown of what happened.
At a certain point in time, the smartest minds, and also the craziest, gathered together to concentrate on a breakthrough project in attempt to develop mankind's next evolution, a tier no one could fathom.
Research in the properties of anti-matter combined with the extensive knowledge of genetic engineering resulted in the epitome of all sciences. The brainchild of geniuses proved to be a superweapon exceeding expectations and theories done on paper. 'Powers' as they called it, were entities that tethered themselves to a human being, granting the individual a power it was coded for. Not in body, as proved by the existence of multi-dimensional abilities.
At first, mankind flourished under the creation of such wondrous gifts. We learnt more about the world, its mysteries and its entirety, as the successful imbuement of the Omega Set of Powers into compatible hosts resulted in understanding the Laws of Science in which we seem to obey without challenging them. We learnt how the universe is indeed constantly expanding, and the evidence of it was to simply recreate that event, as seen in Number 1: [Creation]'s prowess. We learnt how to bring out the full potential of the earth's natural resources, by studying the powers that controlled the elements we once recognized as the primary composition of the world.
However, much to the foolishness of the scientists who created these powers, they lost their sanity, and in the process, their humanity, while doing their work. Labeling the subjects capable of hosting a respective Power as 'Numbers', the scientists became more wary of the destruction the Numbers could cause if they were to be let loose. Caging animals you just gave steroids is the silliest mistake anyone has ever done. But that was what our dear Chief Scientist ordered. And by doing so, he catalyzed the Reckoning.
Under so much pressure and tension, along with the apprehension the scientists were showing, the Numbers felt oppressed and realized they were indeed being treated like lab rats, instead of the glorified embodiments of Knowledge they were told to be. Just like that, all it took was a small shove to throw the experimental facility into chaos as majority of the Numbers decided to revolt all at once.
The reason why the breakout succeeded was not because the scientists did not prepare themselves for it. It was because one of the trump cards in their line of defence was Number 3: [Chaos], part of the Omega Set as well. And he, of all people in the regiment, joined in the revolt as well.
The release of Numbers into a society unprepared for it led to the nightmare everyone had at one point in time but chose to forget about it. Those with powers and chose to abuse it in a society with insufficient firepower to put a leash on people like them became mafia bosses or gang leaders just by the fear they exuded. Then there were those who still held onto their moral values and beliefs, siding the weak, Power-less humans, taking up jobs by protecting civilians from other Numbers with ill intent.
Factions were formed from this liquefaction of society. First, there was the Sheep, a befitting name for the weak humans who tried to live on in the world that was spun upside down. Then there was the Rebels, the angry crowd of humans who felt threatened by the existence of all Numbers, banded together in hopes of exterminating them, freeing all humans from subjugation under power-hungry Numbers. Of course, there were the WOLVES, or as they call themselves, the Shepherds, Numbers who place themselves at the top of the human hierarchy. They were the ones responsible for dissolving every single leadership position across the globe. Governments toppled within days as Numbers (though some said it took only one) reigned supreme in any country they could get their hands on. No longer were there any provincial differences, as a single unit of currency was decided upon, borders between lands were completely annihilated as Number 3: [Chaos] played his little game with the world. Their promise to not kill the Sheep was under the condition of the Sheep serving the Wolves as slaves, and the turning in of Rebels.
A few decades passed and a new faction rose after much deliberation from the Sheep, and collaboration with the few Numbers in hiding. The Order, as the guy who founded it called it. Its purpose was simple. Under the hand of Number 1: [Creation], who went by the alias The One, The Order was a band of mercenaries of Numbers and normal Civilians alike who under different incentives, slowly restore peace to regions around the globe by eradicating the plague of Wolves that govern over them.
There is no point denying the truth that is happening around us. In the end, only the strong survive in this dog-eat-dog world. The Hope that was left in the Pandora's Box that was opened can only be the innate abilities we humans have always overlooked in the past. Strength, Dexterity, Cunning, Wit, all of these serve to be useful in living in the world set before us.
Hopefully this diary entry ends up in the hands of the next generation, the one with the opportunity to change the world. Whether it will be a forward or backward change, it does not matter. As long as we keep things running in the direction where change is the only thing kept constant, it does not matter.
As long as there is Hope, it does not matter.
