The years always seem to fly before our eyes, don’t they?

One moment we’re young and spry, living in the moment without any thought of regret. Though we overlook it, the world is bustling with activity and innovations, ripe for the picking before us.

The next moment, we’re staring into the glazed over eyes of a decrepit bag of withered bones, watching as the epiphany of all our regret and sorrow, a stream of tears, rolls its way down our cheeks.

It seems so foolish, the answer is known, yet we can’t help but ask:

“Where has the world gone?”

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No one knew how, no one knew why, and no one knew when, but it had happened, the studies whispered about in the dark of night, of genetic modifications beyond the basic premise of editing out certain DNA sequences or affecting the replicating nature of RNA, of cloning, had come true. On the eve of February 8, 2015, the remnants of one twisted woman’s mad experiments was released upon the nations of the world, destroying all in their path and inciting panic amongst earth’s populace. No one was spared, no one escaped, there was nothing left from where these abominations walked. The governments of the world frantically searched for an answer; sending in waves of men, all of which unceremoniously mowed down, relying on biological warfare, which fell flat against the monstrous legion, and even eventually moving to fall back on nuclear assaults, assaults that barely dented their expansive numbers. It seemed with every new failure, the human world was hastened to its impending doom, until they made themselves known.

They addressed themselves as “nobles”, egocentric, but powerful beings, they told the world of the answer to the question all had been asking. Who had started the chaos? They claimed to be behind it all, behind the death, behind the carnage, behind the creatures, and they desired only one thing. Power. Initially, the world denied them their wish, but as the death toll increased and many a nation fell beneath the sea of abominations, their resolve washed away. With only a few select areas still holding life, the remaining powers of the work gave them their wish. The Noble’s would rule.

The nobles quickly made their potential for atrocities known, purging the remnants of society of any injured, frail, or old, and taking children from their homes with the intent of study. Institutionalized schooling collapsed, businesses collapsed, everything that the Noble’s had not already controlled, was soon to fall in this new society. In their place, rose the leagues of Noble owned, controlled, and managed companies, establishments, and laboratories, for which any citizen who wished any semblance of a life, flocked to desperately. Today, the year 2025, the population of the world has fallen to only 700 million, with most cities and nations still buried beneath the rubble of the war, indeed it seems only the strong points of each nation have managed to still stand in the madness. Biotic engineering is common place, treason is prevalent, and the morality to birth rate is dangerously unbalanced.

It’s become a fight for survival.

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Survival Instinct:
-The universal behavioral pattern that ensures the survival of an organism.
-Pain causes discomfort so that the organism is inclined to stop the pain.
-Fear causes the organism to seek safety and may cause a release of adrenaline, which has the effect of increased strength and heightened senses such as hearing, smell, and sight.
-Self-preservation may also be interpreted figuratively; in regard to the coping mechanisms one needs to prevent emotional trauma from distorting the mind.

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Factions

-Nobles: A league of rather enigmatic forces, they run society from the shadows of New York, their current strong point. The hierarchy of power within their ranks is tangled and difficult to understand, the only matter any seem entirely certain on is who resides at the top. The “Artist” Nekria, the “Poet” Drean, and the “Scholar” Rorion.

-The Underground: Those who run the, as the name would imply, underground of New York. Similar to their modern day equivalent, the mafia, they have their roots far into the darker aspects of society: drug rings, gangs, slavery, assassination attempts; while being the origins of any uprising the Noble’s may face.

-The Lost: With no real agenda, nor interest in the lives of others, these teens have banded together for their own survival. Some of the members are the scraps of Nekria’s projects, either abandoned in her dislike of their result or escapees from the original facilities’ fire-based demise. Others are children just down on their luck or without any home to call their own. Though their main focus is on survival, their leader, Rivera Walker, has an interest in finding out the truth behind the Nobles’ lies, as well as her own forgotten past.

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Positions Available

The Noble Hierarchy

Rorion: He controls the banking industry. All money goes through his hands. (Gender and naming are subject to customization, though preferred to remain the default.)

The Knights: Genetically modified super soldiers crafted by Nekria; their power is almost unparalleled, but comes at a price: Many of their abilities usage deteriorates their body’s already fragile workings and hastens their approaching deaths. (Currently, two positions are open)

Nekria: The woman who made all Genetic Experiments, she is also the one who is secretly watching Rivera Walker, Leader of the Lost

Drean: He controls all aspects of normal life, who enters the city, who leaves the city, all things like that. However, both he and Rorion are under Nekria's thumb. (Gender and naming are subject to customization, though preferred to remain the default.)

The Lost

(TwiliXDragon)Rivera Walker: The main protagonist of the story, Rivera is a girl who knows nothing of herself or her past. She was one of Nekria's earlier experiments, and one of the few who were a complete success. Because of this, Nekria set her free, watching her, studying her. Rain does not know she is. Rain houses the soul of an ancient deity, Sore. Because of the experiments conducted on him, Sore was driven mad, and is no longer the God he once was. He has fallen, and will do anything to cause Rivera pain.

{Aixulram}Children of the Abyss: Children between the years of 12 to 18, their reasons for joining are as varied as their personalities. Most have been taught the ways of combat, though some remain as ignorant of battle as their age should imply.

The Underground

The Prince: The unknown leader of the underground people, he in only known to his people. He is trying to recruit Rivera and her band of kids.

Underground Wolves: The Prince’s followers, these people are the band of the Nobles, as they want nothing more than to overthrow them.

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