Big Bang's Catalyst
It always starts with a bang. Every calamity, every tragedy, every explosion of action. Though... such an explosion can come from unlikely places.
People were always taught ever since their birth to follow the rules, to answer the orders without question. How else will they ensure the endurance of the human race, those at the top would answer them if questioned. One who would simply follow the rules would secure themselves a quiet life of luxury, not to be disturbed, to continue living… just in the background, with no recognition. Although most heed that same instance, only the strongest of wills, a rarity, always follow their desires... but there was also another rare case, those who would keep it all in. The simple lackeys nobody would pay attention to, the ones who would keep on praising their superiors, and be content with their current miserable situation. These kinds of people always furuate the ones who consider themselves free, and that would only stir up the unwanted trouble that the lackeys would desperately avoid. So these free people would continue tormenting those lackeys without putting any consideration that the lackeys might have been keeping so much pain inside them, that they were simply putting up with so much so that they could make ends meet, that one push… just one more pressure… could bring about an explosion. But what if it weren’t pain that was kept inside? Imagine what would be a bigger eruption, than the painful truth that must be kept. The secret that you could no longer tolerate. The truth that must shine… only to shine too brightly… to an explosion.
When all was said and done, and the dust would start to loom over. There is that moment; that moment of silence, that moment of chaos; that moment where truth and reality come together to form the reason behind the explosion, that moment where one would start to weigh in their problems and question their actions; the moment where they start to fade in and out of reality, not wanting to face the truth; the moment where only the echo of reality is heard, and that ringing sound would loom; the moment of realization, the moment of guilt.
Breathe in and out, a natural thought would guide you. But it would be lost; lost in an endless sea of thoughts that has the utmost importance, the thoughts of what to do next. What to do next when you have deemed an end for your life when you have committed an act that would most certainly bring your end. Nothing would seem as it was, the entire world would be muddled, and nothing but the false light that you think would be true would guide you.
That was how it was for Maruki Homura, a man who devoted himself to a truth that lied. His life was deemed forfeit. And all it took was the bang, the push, and explosive truth.
Why?
It was all because of the Syndroids.
In the later years of the twenty-first century, desperation loomed over all humanity in the seemingly endless wars of dawn and dusk — the world was to come to an end, most would say.
But then… it came. The key to everlasting life, immortality: The Syndroids.
For years, many pondered over the question if immortality ever existed, many wanted to abandon the shell of bodies they inhabited, many wanted to transcend. Although it wasn’t achieved as many hoped, these new bio-engineered bodies offered more than what one would imagine, surpassing human-capabilities, both mentally and physically. Originally manufactured as synthetic body upgrades to soldiers and warriors during World War III, the syndroids were essentially clones, created from the simple cloning of collagen cells, along with the bodies themselves being sheltered by a “skin” layer of nanocrystalline cellulose, and they also stored human consciousness — effectively replacing the current completely biological body. After the war, which spanned from June of 2079 to November of 2091, was over, the SYN Corporation (the one that created the syndroids) saw them as one step closer towards human evolution. “With Syndroids you won’t need to be afraid of growing old or weak; you don’t need to fear permanent injuries,” a representative of the company once said in his statement. The SYN Corporation soon started manufacturing syndroids to the public, spreading the newfound evolution, until “humans” became an ancient word.
Now, in the second nearon era of 2184, the entire world was filled with syndroids, that you could no longer tell the difference between actual bio-engineered ones to artificial intelligent ones, allowing machines to live among “humans” normally as one species: Syndroids. “Full equality has been achieved,” or so it has been said by many men of power around the globe.
