In the year 3850, technology has advanced greatly and humanity has already started colonizing the cosmos.
But by colonization, it didn't mean complete domination of all races and planets. It was just that there were no other intelligent lifeforms except humans.
So, humans have claimed the entire cosmos as their own land.
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Into the 23rd century, the entire human race had united into one group - The United Human Federation or in short, the U.H.F. It was the unity of all human beings and with its creation, technology had also advanced greatly along it.
Now, not to mention 100 years of lifespan, even a normal human having a lifespan of 150 or even 200 years became possible. But only 200 years. It was the limit the human body could achieve.
No matter what happened, their cells would fail after 200 years and if they aren't fed with expensive food and nutrition, their body will start rotting and deteriorating from the inside, while the brain will start losing control over the sheer physical shell.
Even the mind being uploaded to the computer failed one after another, the reason unknown. Although the entire neural network of the human mind could be mapped onto a super computer, they were never the same as humans.
Their memories had mysteriously vanished, thus collapsing the entire Identity of the person.
It was just like a massive wall was hindering humanity's growth from going any further.
If Mars was an unachievable dream in the 21st century, now in the 37th century, they had by far conquered such a land full of mysteries. Yet, there were no 'space pyramids' or aliens on Mars. Just like the Moon.
Then, humanity went further, conquering the planets one after another. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto.
Even the gas giants like Jupiter had become a giant furnace of energy solely for the ambition of mankind.
Then, they explored further, even further into the galaxy Milky Way. No intelligent life still.
Why? The Milky Way was so big, big beyond your imagination. Yet, no intelligent life? So humanity travelled even further.
Wormhole technology, space ships, pirates, laser guns, lightsabers, everything. Under the unified rule of the Omni Party, the UHF flourished. Its means may have been unsightly, but it was effective.
Without further ado, humans have roughly mapped the whole universe. It may not have been comprehensive, neither precise, but unfortunately, no intelligent life discovered.
This mystery known as the universe had been unveiled but excitement didn't come for the humans. There was no mysterious power held within it. It was just an excellent trick that managed to fool humanity.
So with desperation and greed, they started a massive project.
This project changed the fate of humanity, no the entire universe. With the objective of breaking through the shell that was the universe, they wished to break free and achieve their dream. To see if the secrets to immortality laid in another universe.
And so the project known as the Breaking Shackles started. Or B.S. in short. This was the project that described the hopes of humanity and the never-ending desires of them.
Right after a hundred years, a century, the Federation has succeeded. But the results weren't good.
The federation expected everything, a spatial calamity, nothingness, paradise, or space monsters that had unknown quality. No matter what the thing beyond that universe was, they had prepared everything.
Indeed, fortunately, one of their expectations came. At least something they expected came out.
But unfortunately, it had exceeded their expectation.
It was space monsters that came out. Space monsters that had unknown quality and strength. At first, they were excited but some time later, they weren't.
These monsters were absolute calamities. The shell that had covered the universe, shouldn't have been broken. No, it was never a shell, it had been but a baby swaddle that had been protecting the infant known as humanity.
Perhaps the universe wasn't what it seemed like? Did a higher power corrupt their entire technology, causing them to overlook intelligent life?
Humanity is doomed.
This project should never have started in the first place.
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Of course, these were the initial thoughts of humanity.
From the countless monsters that came out, they had succeeded in killing the weaker ones. And even though they were helpless against the stronger ones, capturing one of their kind meant hope. Hope that they could analyze their powers and make them their own.
It ended in two outcomes.
The first, unfortunately, they could only analyze a bit on these monsters. The cause of their strength was a special kind of energy. But this discovery was basically useless as the cause for the stronger monsters was something completely other than this special energy.
And on these special powers of the stronger monsters, technology was useless. They were the abnormal exceptions to the laws of the world.
The second, fortunately, they were able to get a lead.
The lead was the strange stones left by some of the unique monsters.
They were later known as the genes of the beasts and was used as a cultivation resource for people. And most of humanity had the talent to absorb this weird stone and produce terrifying supernatural powers.
Since the discovery of the genes, about two thousand years had passed and now, humanity revolved around the cores of monsters. With genes, mystical powers of terrifying strength and absurd qualities could be produced from them.
The technology before could only make the people live as long as three hundred years. But now, it had greatly extended. Now, the lifespan of some humans are undetermined.
However, one problem remains. Humanity is still overwhelmed by monsters.
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Recalling the information that every human knew, Cylius shook the thought out of his mind. Tomorrow was an important day. He's not allowed to mess up.
In the long corridor, a thirteen-year-old kid could be seen shaking his head, apparently looking stupid.
The boy was tall considering his age, about one meter and seventy centimeters. He had black hair and black eyes with a strange quality to him. His eyes looked dull as if it was lifeless.
He had a white skin with no irregularities on his face. He was the kind to be ignored by most even though he was considered above average in looks. He was just one of those normal people that one would subconsciously forget about.
He was Cylius, an abandoned orphan. He was imported to this orphanage by a spaceship. Well, all children in this orphanage had the same source - the spaceship.
And tomorrow was the day of departure.
Every seven years an exchange will happen, the old orphans would be departing from the orphanage and new batches of them would be provided to the orphanage. They came in through the spaceship and went out also through the spaceship.
Orphans came at the age of six and went at the age of thirteen, all by the Spider Mothership, the term the orphans penned for the spaceship they came in.
He was in the G18 orphanage and it didn't treat their orphans well. In fact, many orphans who lived here had the urge to kill the orphanage's officials. Their treatment could be described as nothing but brutal.
But the officials were way beyond their reach, so they could only curse them in their heads lest they get beaten to death instead.
There were already cases of this happening in the past and many had experienced the bloody torture.
It was not a haven in this new world formed from genes and mystic powers.