One hundred and ninety five years ago my fate was sealed for me. When the unfamiliar came to light, chaos soon followed. They did not understand why the meteors hit earth or what would become of humanity as a whole after.
With the unknown, came uncertainty.
With uncertainty, came fear.
With fear, came war.
The meteors were just the beginning. For years after, children began to be born with unnatural abilities. 'Mystics' they are called. Going unnoticed, under the radar, or hidden for awhile. Until, they weren't anymore. That's when the Global Eyes were founded. A society of elites from all over the world; the best of the best. Many countries wanting the same; The enemy eliminated. Then the first riots started. Global wars began to follow. Regular civilians becoming soldiers. Fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters alike. Rural communities and cities becoming war zones. All for their families.
It wasn't until ninety percent of the worlds population was wiped out for the Global Eyes to see that the killing of millions of innocent people did no good; for they continued to be born.
Even when the Global eyes believed if they sealed away the remaining occupants of the human race behind high structured walls, 'Mystic' children continued to be born. This is my ancestors story of the Great War. The downfall of the human race. But also my own.
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Mystic Magic
FantasyIt has been one hundred and ninety-five years since a global war wiped out ninety percent of the human race. With mankind on the brink of extinction they did the only rational thing; build walls. Before the initial fall, high structured walls were b...
