Earth in the Near Future
A select few wanted there to be lot fewer mouths to feed. A minority of the population made it happen. The problem is the plan worked way to well.
Sustainable genocide was the plan, and yet things went way to far. Now humanity is approaching zero.
They want to breed me to make up for their mistake. To hell with them.
Targeted Age Group:: 18-45
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I think we are living in uncertain times where the pendulum can swing either way very quickly. At some point it will and to be truthful I think writing a story about such a moment in time is in some ways my own way of preparing myself to have to face such harsh circumstances as might occur in an apocalyptic world.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I wanted the book to be multicultural even as the struggle to survive as I have presented in the book is one that the whole world is facing. Two of my characters come from countries that in the current era are very much opposed ideologically with each other (India and Pakistan). I found it to be an interesting character study to portray two people raised to distrust and even hate the other suddenly thrown into a survival scene where mutual assistance of each other is required to survive. It shows how we are more than what we were born into. We can't help where we are born, but we can change where we go in life as well as what we believe about others.
He wasn’t a teenager like most of us,
but in fact I took him to be in his mid-
30s to 40s, if the hard lines of his facial
structure that bespoke of hard-won
experience were to be believed. He had
a rugged independent like quality to him
and seeing the way his big hands gripped
at the bars of his cell I was reminded all
over again of the analogy of a wild
animal desperate for freedom.
His voice confirmed it, as it grated
out with clear masculine authority, “Get
me out of here!”
The authoritarian quality of the voice
had me moving forward as if my own
father had directed me to do something.
Several hands grabbed at me and held
me back even as one of their voices
cried out in a panic, “Look there on his
shoulder! He has the marks! He is one of
The shadowy dancing torchlight
directed my eyes toward the man’s only
visible shoulder. The man was shirtless
and though he had heavy body hair it
was yet clear to see that he had the two
red infamous marks denoting the gene
therapy application that had promised to
make all the bad times go way and life to
return to normal.
My heart chilled within me at what I
had almost done.
In answer the caged man gave the
cage door a loud rattle as he declared
with pronounced masculine wrath, “I am
not one of them! Now open this door!”
No one moved and in a way it was
suddenly clear to all that nobody was
going to answer his request. Regarding
us all with extreme frustration he sighed
and pushed away from the bars only to
slam up against the back side of the cage
with a growl of rage that sounded almost
The point that I took away though was
that it wasn’t animal sounding in the
ways that the ‘Others’ sounded like. It
was just close to it.
Maybe he was in an early stage of the
process of changing and thus still
sounded more human. If so why would
they have brought him?
If he was one of the ‘Others’ of what
possible value could he have to the elite
that they would risk bringing him to their
safely hidden away land?
He was darkly muttering to himself as
he began to pace back and forth tightly
within the narrow cage. I could only
catch a word or two of what he was
saying, “Nothing but kids…… stupid
Suddenly the scene we all stood
gripped by was shattered apart by the
echoing call of someone from the hall,
“Land! We see land!”
It was the diversion we all needed to
turn away from the impossible
responsibilities of the moment before us.
Like dutiful mice we left the boiler room
The last glimpse I had of the man
behind bars was of him silently watching
us leave. Surely if he was one of the
‘Others’ he would even now be yelling
and screaming profanities at us, but this
man did not do any of those things.
It was like he had silently chosen to
accept his fate. How did someone
without a soul do that?
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