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Chapter I
The Winds
The now familiar whistle of the wind fills the landscape of jutting ancient buildings embedded amongst a sea of sand dunes. Beings of flesh and bone dare not venture out in the open during these frequent windstorms, which had stripped the facades of old decaying buildings reducing them to their steel skeletons. Those unfortunate enough to be left out in the storm would be stripped of their flesh and subsequently buried in the sand, leaving no headstone to commemorate their life.
Humans are rare these days, partially because many have been carried away by the waves of sands, but mostly because the environment can’t support them in the abundance they once knew. This is the time of the Biomechs, those few fortunate enough to be selected for mechanization.
Mechanization was the World governments last ditch effort to save humanity. It became evident that the survival of the human race was a futile undertaking, given the present state of the environment. The government invested the total of its fleeting energy in the mechanization of a fraction of the remaining population. Initially the mechanization was going to be done through a lottery, so as to give each individual an equal chance to endure, but corruption caused the selection process to favor the rich and those higher up in the government. Still a few were selected for randomly through the lottery to prevent public suspicion and wide spread panic.
The process of mechanization proved to have its drawbacks, and after fulfilling only 20 percent of its capacity the project was abandoned. The newly mechanized Biomechs, as their creators called them, turned out to be extremely unstable. Yet again the human race had created another instrument of their demise.
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