[The Savior: After the fall]

Humanity has encountered thousands of wars and conflict but none which could rival the scale of the massive destruction, The Fall. Since The Fall, mankind has reached its turning point. Technology could no longer advance and majority of the population were wiped out. Who is the savior of this world?


2. The Shelter

It was rather refreshing month of September. Until nine years ago, September and May used to be the newest addition to the summer months. The global warming from eight billion people have increased the temperatures and the sea levels was raised to the point where only 60% of the land covered the surface of earth. The scientists have predicted that the water raise will not stop and so is the increase in the temperature. Maybe that was the only good thing The Fall has ever done to humanity. It wiped us clean.

"Hey! Quit slackin' and do you work!" Mr. Davidson, grumpy mid-aged man who wears goggles all the time, called out to me. Although his face was filled with scars, scars from multiple battle, that intimidating look of his didn't matter for me.

"Can't you see that I am at least doing something?" I yelled back. I wasn't sure what he shouted afterward but nothing mattered. All I cared about on this afternoon was tomorrow's ration and the ride back home.

The world changed whole lot after the arrival of the Fallen. Since we couldn't beat them because of their numbers and their abnormal physical ability, we could only hope desperately that they rot to death(assuming that they are from dead corpses) or have low lifespan. None of our prayers or hopes worked when we found out that these things are still fine even after years of waiting. 

"Phew! Done with the thing here!" I sat on the nearby ground only to find that I still needed four more to go. 

What am I doing? The most important aspect for our survival is safe protection. Bullet production has stopped(not that it ever did anything to them) so it became number one priority to possess weapons that allows us to at least escape from them. That was the reason why we needed ton of metals, and when I mean by ton, it means all of the irons that I can find within my sight. I just pulled out several metal pieces from broken cars.

I was to be classified as one of the spoiled brats. My family owned one of the largest businesses in Chicago and everything came to me easily. Nothing seems to be in my radar before this happened. I was only ten when this all started. In order to succeed in this new society, rather apocalypse, I had to become more useful than a ten-year-old-spoiled-brat and that motivated me to climb the ladders up in this hierarchy. This world is now survival of the fittest, the weak ones die, robbed, or murdered for whatever they have while the strong lives on. 

"Krrrrrrrrrrrrr...." a Fallen appeared nearby. 

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