Prologue

Wise philosophers once prophesized that our Earth would end like this. Some would have called it the Apocalypse. Everyone else just called it stupidity taking its toll on human kind. And yet others would call it just what we needed to reset ourselves, and way to start over and make a new path in this universe. I still say it was stupidity. And greed.
You see by the year 2323, man had it made. We’d conquered faster than light travel and the first colony ships were under production. They had even picked out volunteers and NASA was really flaunting it all over the T.V. and the radio. You couldn’t go a single place in the country without the seeing President Rosellt, the third female president, plastered on T.V. screens, pouring over models of the ships and going on and on about how “ It is the destiny of humanity to conquer the galaxy, and after that, THE UNIVERSE!!”. Yeah, big words. If she knew what was going to happen about a month after that speech, she wouldn’t have been so sure.
As the first colony ship, The Higher Grasp, reached up into orbit a nuclear missile streaked through the sky and connected with the ship, killing all 756,000 people aboard. It was broadcast everywhere. North Korea, dying under the weight of its sadistic excuse for a leader, Shen Do Un, had launched one final attack on the US. We’d gone to war with them plenty of times in the past, yes, but never had they done something like this.
The president immediately launched an attack on them. The war, lasting about four years, used up just about every last supply the US had left. The once great cities fell into disrepair as buildings crumbled and fell. Soon after that all the countries in the world seemed to develop problems of their own. Civil War and poverty tore the UK in two and left more than half the population dead. Disease destroyed most of the Middle East and the rest was destroyed by them. Russia fell into an economic depression and collapsed in on itself. Half of Australia was covered in floods as the biggest tsunami in recorded history put it under water. We went from the top to the lowest level imaginable.
Then, in 2330, a man appeared on the scene. He claimed that he could drag us all out of our depression and save the world from certain death. With the man’s help Earth began to rebuild itself. He never gave us his name; he just wanted to be called Father. By the year 2333 all of Earth had rebuilt itself. The world united under one banner and all of the countries of the world became one instead of being divided. Father was elected as the leader of us all, the World President if you will. We lived peacefully again. All until 2345.
Father was assassinated while driving through a part of New Beijing. His son who went by the Henry Dawrlson claimed the seat of power. The world was put under a rule tighter then any dictator could’ve obtained. There was nowhere you could go without the government knowing exactly what you were doing. All human in the world were bar coded so that they could monitor our purchases. Breaking even the slightest of laws resulted in a public execution. The whole world began to fell into disarray again. Soon a program was started that matched children to adoptive parents who had similar personalities. This was meant to reduce individuality. That’s when the rebellion started. That, is when freedom began to shine again.