Prologue
Humans have become rare. I am one in only around 5000 on the whole planet. How did this happen? About 30 years ago, 12 years before I was born, the government created a new weapon. They called it the SuperNova. It was powerful enough to take out Australia with one blast. Soon every powerful country had their own version. In 10 years, the bombs caused the death of around 6 billion people. Another 5 million or so were drastically injured. Huge areas of once populated land became barren wasteland. People had to fight for food and resources. Then the government collapsed. A new power rose to take their place. They were called the Reginance. People loved them at first. They hired brilliant people to come up with amazing new technology like hovercars, hoverboards, and ICS, or interplanetary communication system. Then they came up with a brilliant idea to "save" the human race. Cyborgs. They started with people who were missing a hand or a leg or something like that. They replaced it with a metal one, adding wires and a control disk that could be accessed via the back of the neck so they could control the new limb. Or so people thought. In reality, the Reginance give you new parts, sure, but they also added a few extra things. They made you stronger, faster, and frankly better. But. Thay also put in a little chip that have them complete control of your mind, making you the perfect brainless super soldier. Now, anyone who defies the new government gets turned cyborg, and in doing so essentially killing you. You loose all identity and original thought. You become a machine. All but 5,000 of us have Turned. The 5,000 left are extremely wealthy, extremely important, or like me. Theives and Hackers who are able to stay away from the law. My name is Reign, and this is my story.
