Some believe that the power of suggestion is simply a myth, but with every myth comes a kernel of truth. It may have sprouted here, going through several cycles, often referred to as Chinese Whispers. Essentially, the more it is told, the more distorted it becomes until the future generations would see it as nothing more than idle gossip for the old timers.
As technology advances so too does our knowledge base expand, allowing for a greater understanding of the universe they live in. Herein lies the problem, oftentimes technological progression moves too swiftly and forgets the plethora of mistakes in the past. An abundance of energy, resources, products, land, even ground breaking ideas can easily send a world into a spiraling chaos of epic proportions.
To have a front row seat to one's impending demise with no way to escape, to fight, to conquer...now this is where the impossible becomes possible and the very fabric of the space/time continuum bends to the will of a single individual. However, upon waking in their new world, they have discovered that this world has become bitter and cruel. A world where the weak are slain, the innocent enslaved, and the strong prevail yet none of them had even an ounce of mercy or goodness.
Among those that traverse this forsaken earth was a single individual that did not know how they came to be in this radioactive wasteland, but instead of simply surrendering, they chose to relinquish their innocence and naivety. They chose to walk through this seemingly endless, battlefield graveyard than to not be alive at all.
They had seen a different world come to an end little by little, a parallel universe enshrouded by darkness as the silence fell. The stars had gone out one by one over the course of several weeks until their own sun began to be devoured. With its radiant light stolen from them and the planet began to freeze, they refused to succumb to despair. In their darkest hour and facing the absolution of certain death, they remained strong, a light shining within, their hope springing eternal, and praying for a miracle...it was impossible.
The sun once devoured was hanging in the sky once more, but as they continued to wander about in their dazed confusion, they realized that they had traversed from one reality, theirs, to another reality, ours. It didn't take long to fully comprehend their surroundings; radiation in the air, the barren and infertile ground, bodies left in the open without a proper burial or were dragged away to be fed upon by some hellish creatures. The sole survivor of universal entropy was left to roam the fields of a world torn asunder by a devastating war and as we all know…
War...war never changes.
