Wow, yet another story... this'll make 6 that are in progress -smacks self- I'll never get anything done. I got this idea a few weeks ago and have been looking to start it. Now, for the big shocker-- there are no OC's! And Seto Kaiba is merely an antagonist! This story shall star.... well, you'll have to read this (very short) prologue to find that out! Anywhoodleedoodles, I don't expect this to be as popular as some of my other stories -sheepish grin- but some reviews would be greatly appreciated. the whole story is not in the same style as the prologue, so don't let that turn you away! As it says in the genre thingy, this has humor! Thanks for reading!
Darwinism
A blazing inferno slowly rose its way over the horizon, the creatures of the night scattering from its rays to hide themselves away in caves buried deep in the darkness of the land. Those who thrive on sunlight crept out and stretched from their peaceful slumber, thankful that they had made it through another dangerous night. The animal world was moving, as was the city of Domino.
Children got up and ran to wake up their mothers, alone in their beds. Breakfast was made swiftly for them, and then they were off to school with the other little ones to learn the rules of society, and what would happen to them if they were to disobey. When the boys got old enough, they were sent away, the girls left behind to start training in proper etiquette and learning the mating process.
The males grew into men on their own, learning from very early on that those who were too weak would die alone with no offspring. For that was the way to keep from dying out—only the strongest genes could be passed down, and mating was just another every day activity. Half the mothers in Domino can't remember who the fathers of their children are, but that didn't matter—as long as their children grew up healthy and strong, their position in society was fulfilled.
There was a place for the runts; a dirty, disorderly mansion filled to the brim with the weak and sick; no heed was paid to those who passed away. Only the disfigured elderly would be gracious enough to nurse the young, knowing very well that it made no difference except to make their lives a little brighter. Sometimes the females would stay with their failures, knowing well that if the children went wrong, it was their fault.
It was a society existing only for the sake of existing. The population was controlled through strict, enforced habits that were beaten into everyone born within it, and it was the only way anyone knew. Advance, and keep your world alive; do only what's best for the whole, and we will advance towards the paradise that man has been searching for since the dawn of time.
Of course, there are always exceptions… someone big was about to hit Domino, someone who would force open the eyes of this society to see another world beyond that which they were living. That exception would discover, within himself, the power to alter the lives of the drones around him, breaking free of his shackles to shock the last remnants of the human race.
All of this, in the hands of one boy.
"'ey! Come back here and say that to my face, ya big, fat jerk!"
Joey Wheeler.