ElijahRyne
A Hermit that’s NOT that Lazy, currentlycomplainen
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Potential first chapter of new story, what are your thoughts on it?
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The yellow sky with its purple clouds darkened as day turned to night. The squirming grass tried to grasp my feet as I walked forwards. The world I knew has ended, and its death was pathetic.
3 years ago, I noticed a change that had probably happened long before. The bark of local trees had become see through and the flesh under it purple. However that was not what caused our end, it was at best a warning shot. Two years ago, the vein plague began to spread through our thoughts. It started with our domesticated animals. Their veins would bulge out of the skin, and start to grow branches towards the outside world. The veins would grow until they reached another entity's veins, and would join their body. This continued until the new entity was the only animal left, or until it was killed. We lost most of Heun, all of Zweul and Gmowch, as well as 25 counties to these vein entities before the government started hunting them down. Yet, it was too late. The plague spread not just through the physical contact with a vein, but also through a mental one. You already know what I mean, don’t you? In the end only about 10% of what was left of humanity was immune.
Perhaps we could have recovered from that, but then the Earth, for a brief moment, awakened. Humanity was no longer, as we were mutated or domesticated into crops. Some have done their best to hold onto that humanity, their mutations being more mundane. Most however couldn’t. When the Earth had awoken, it had birthed new creatures, plants, fungi, environments, etc. Some of these were more successful than others, and all of those were the ones that hunted, molded, and domesticated what came from humanity. It is not uncommon for wanderers like me to see tall but thin necks with hundreds of heads looking around, like some demented form of corn.
What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, the end of the world. Well, what resistance could we give when the mind was no longer just flesh? Humanity was like a brittle dried paper, ready to fall apart at the next touch. So, when our minds touched the Earth’s we mutated. Some survived in different forms, some with most their mind intact. Yet, most of us just became fleshy husks.
Me? I am a wanderer. I would like to say that I had held onto my humanity, but we both know that is at best a pipe dream. I have felt and become a part of the world humanity could never experience. Perhaps an outside observer might say what makes you human is not your body, but is instead your thoughts. Yes, and humanity no longer exists. At best you could say that exaggerated forms of human thoughts are manifested in what grew out of humanity. But, we all have lost that useless needless complexity of human thoughts. For, when thoughts and minds can be touched by both the material and immaterial humanity died.
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The yellow sky with its purple clouds darkened as day turned to night. The squirming grass tried to grasp my feet as I walked forwards. The world I knew has ended, and its death was pathetic.
3 years ago, I noticed a change that had probably happened long before. The bark of local trees had become see through and the flesh under it purple. However that was not what caused our end, it was at best a warning shot. Two years ago, the vein plague began to spread through our thoughts. It started with our domesticated animals. Their veins would bulge out of the skin, and start to grow branches towards the outside world. The veins would grow until they reached another entity's veins, and would join their body. This continued until the new entity was the only animal left, or until it was killed. We lost most of Heun, all of Zweul and Gmowch, as well as 25 counties to these vein entities before the government started hunting them down. Yet, it was too late. The plague spread not just through the physical contact with a vein, but also through a mental one. You already know what I mean, don’t you? In the end only about 10% of what was left of humanity was immune.
Perhaps we could have recovered from that, but then the Earth, for a brief moment, awakened. Humanity was no longer, as we were mutated or domesticated into crops. Some have done their best to hold onto that humanity, their mutations being more mundane. Most however couldn’t. When the Earth had awoken, it had birthed new creatures, plants, fungi, environments, etc. Some of these were more successful than others, and all of those were the ones that hunted, molded, and domesticated what came from humanity. It is not uncommon for wanderers like me to see tall but thin necks with hundreds of heads looking around, like some demented form of corn.
What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, the end of the world. Well, what resistance could we give when the mind was no longer just flesh? Humanity was like a brittle dried paper, ready to fall apart at the next touch. So, when our minds touched the Earth’s we mutated. Some survived in different forms, some with most their mind intact. Yet, most of us just became fleshy husks.
Me? I am a wanderer. I would like to say that I had held onto my humanity, but we both know that is at best a pipe dream. I have felt and become a part of the world humanity could never experience. Perhaps an outside observer might say what makes you human is not your body, but is instead your thoughts. Yes, and humanity no longer exists. At best you could say that exaggerated forms of human thoughts are manifested in what grew out of humanity. But, we all have lost that useless needless complexity of human thoughts. For, when thoughts and minds can be touched by both the material and immaterial humanity died.
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