To any concerned citizens,
All of our plans have failed. All of them. I have weaved my entire being into every effort, but there is just no hope for the continuation of our kind. We have been self-centered and destructive for far too long, and now we must empty our nearly hollow pockets to play the ultimate price - our humanity.
The war we fought resulted in the anihliation of our people as a whole- and for what? A say in issues with territorial technology? A postion of authority in the Network of Nations? Well, all those "righteous warriors" who sought victory and domination can now dominate their own graves. After all, they are the ones who brought devastation upon the rest of us. They slaughtered father and my brother; they slit the throats of my collegues. They deserve to rot, just as all of us survivors will in a matter of months.
The other scientists and technicians still believe there are other ways. But with so little of us left and a rapid rate of death from disease and malnutrition, we don't have time or resources to procreate at the rate we used to. A variety of diseases, most of them undocumented, have made it impossible for any newborn children to last more than a few weeks. All the vaccines, all the pills- they only made the effects worse. Bruised lunges began to swell up, yellowing eyes darkened to brown. I've seen so many hysterical, sobbing mothers strangle their own children to death, just so they won't have to suffer before their inevitable demise. I saw sorrow unleashed, and there is no way to cage what has already eascaped.
I spoke with Dr. Holbrook about our further options. There are no further options.
Except... except the final experiment we've decided to make. It will most likely cause the situation to deteriorate further. But, hell, we're going for it no matter what. Because we're all starting to feel the effects slowly eating away at us. I can no longer speak without hacking up a thick black substance. I accept that I am already gone.
But our team has discovered something that has potential. We think that perhaps we can fuse the few remaining healthy human genes we have left with that of a blade of grass. If we combine that with the solutions we've been working on, we might possibly create... a cell. And cells, as we all know, are the building blocks of life.
We are not certain, but we don't need to be. From here on out, all we need to do... is hope.
-Dr. Dalia Prisco
CEO of the Conservation Legacy Corporation
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Science Fiction"They didn't want to be nothing- because of them, we are everything." Hundreds of years spiraling into the future, the word "Legacy" blazed in the heart of all that was human. Fate was already groping for their souls, ready to pull them out of the w...
