It was the year of 2035; twelve years have passed since the detonation of a nuclear warhead in the Pacific Ocean.
Since then communication between the countries became scarce and the world was plunged into a level 5 worldwide alert, also known as Catastrophe the highest global warning which could potentially lead to the end of the world.
It was an inevitable turn of events. Human greed, past grudges and continuous conflicts escalated so quickly that it was already surprising enough it didn’t happen earlier.
Amidst the tension, a new technology which was surgically implanted to integrate with the neural system called NIL-short for Neural Implant Link- had apparently boomed and became a staple technology. It was authorized and distributed by the WHO- World Health Organization- and to the world’s surprise, developed by a fifteen year old prodigy by the name of Christopher Pier
It was a massive scientific discovery that led the world into a temporary peace. Every news channel in the world was all discussing the same thing, and every country demanded the distribution of the technology. The NIL had the capability to provide the necessary data and stimulation which would be translated into brainwaves, while the robotics would act as a replacement for lost body parts. Even those who registered as test subjects who had lost their limbs in an accident or those born without them, has testified that their robotic counterparts felt as real as their own flesh and blood.
Within the two years since WHO began mass producing the NIL, already more than 70% of the world population had already underwent medical procedures and uses the NIL technology.
After a few alterations, the NIL quickly replaced all known technology.
The Information Age has ended and entered a new age which is the Digital Age.
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Dear Rene Ashia,
We would like to inform you that you are hereby admitted to our school of talented youths. At nine tonight, we will arrive to escort you. Please be ready by then.
,Helios Sanctum.
“Huh…? What is this…?” Rene looked confused as he reread the name on the letter.
“Is this for real…? Have they suddenly discovered my amazing talent and are begging me to enter after they blatantly rejected me two years ago!?”
“Moreover…what time is it nowww….Oh my GOD it’s almost nine already! How could I have missed this letter? A-and what about my old school…!”
As Rene was busy worrying, a knock could be heard on his rundown wooden door.
“C-coming!”
“Are you Rene Ashia? We have come to pick you up.”
To Rene’s surprise, two automated robots had appeared before his doorstep.
“W-wait I haven’t packed or anything.”
“It would seem that there isn’t anything valuable in this house. If it’s clothing, and daily necessity the school shall provide them for you. Let us leave immediately.”
The robots lifted Rene up as he struggled to get away.
“No! I do have something valuable! Let me go!”
“Very well, we shall give you five more minutes to prepare yourselves. Now hurry, we have a schedule to keep.”
The robots gently let Rene down.
I did say that…but I wonder what valuables I have…I only said it because those robots were just annoying… Rene thought to himself as he rummaged his belongings in the small square room.
“Hmm…since i don’t need to bring clothes…”
“Well I’m partly grateful that I don’t have to wear these worn out clothes” Rene mumbled.
“I wonder what else I have…Oh!”
It was then Rene remembered about a small box hidden underneath his bed. Inside it was a bundle of long silky silver hair.
How could I possibly forget this…. Rene thought as he tenderly caressed the small box in his hands.
Rene then returned to the robots.
“I’m ready!”
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