2 All Curing Pills Re-created

"Director Koizumi! This…" one of the scientist muttered out as they stared at the pill before them. It has been six years since they had found out that the tomb had disappeared, and they did not want to know what would happen if they did not believe in the letter.

"We finally manage to successfully re-create the pill…" the director, who is an old man in his early eighties managed to say. Despite his shaky voice, his eyes are full of disbelief. For fifty-four years, he dived into this research ever since they found the tomb all those years ago, ignoring his family for the sake of his research and he can now see the fruit of his labour.

They had improved the size of the spatial gauntlet, and they also managed to implement it into an item smaller than the gauntlet, a bracelet. And just now, they had finally re-created the all curing pill. "Where is the guinea pig? Crush the pill and feed it to the guinea pig. I want to see if there is any side effect," he yelled out in an excited tone.

The guinea pig in question were prepared as a test subject for the pill. Who knows how many had died because of them failing to create the pill in the six year they did their research. But now, they can finally see success. And sure enough, as soon as they fed the pill to the sick guinea pig, it turned healthier in about 15 seconds. Another five minutes, it had started to run around its cage, any trace of sickness gone. For confirmation, they took a blood sample from the guinea pig and studied them. The results drove the scientist to ecstasy. The guinea pig is free from any viruses they intentionally infected it with.

"Director! This… it's a success!" they were overjoyed. "With this, people will no longer fear diseases. The so called incurable disease will also be cured!"

And that was the starting point of the war that would throw the whole world into chaos.

Year2245, four years after the success of the pill, the Koizumi Research stood at the centre of the limelight of the world. They received funds to mass produce the pills, and sells them at an affordable price. Some large corporation even tried to buy the formula off their hands, but the director refused. He knew what would happen if someone with no moral got their hand on the formula. His choices, instead drove these rich men into buying all the pills as soon as it was restocked, and reselling them at a higher price. Because of this, the amount of people who can purchase the pill become less.

The poor could not get their hand on the pill at all, while the middle-class population are struggling. This drew line between two groups. The Elite class, which is consisting of the rich and noble people, and the lower class, which consists the rest of the population.

When Director Koizumi realises this, he decided to stop all production of the all curing pills. But it was already too late. One of their employee had betrayed him. The original copy of the formula was stolen, and their data had been wiped clean. Not long after the betrayal, the Koizumi Research facility closed down and the Director went back to his family and live in seclusion, a silent attempt of atonement.

His wife is already gone, and his daughter hates him to the core. But even so, she didn't have the heart to chase him away so she let him stay at their house. His grandson though, did not want anything to do with him. His only solace was his great grandson. The child, who was barely seven years old at the time was full of curiosity. In a way, it reminded the director of how he was when he were little.

Few years gone by, and the chaos still ensures. In fact, it had spread all over the world. The formula were sold at a very high price, and the Elite class had gained control over it. Discrimination were everywhere. The line between the Elite class and the lower class grew further and soon, it grew to the point where it is no longer mendable.

By year 2253, the lower class population had enough and decided to raise a resistance for equality. Riots, strike, violence… in few months, more chaos ensues. But the Elites does not fear them, in fact they immediately mobilized their own army. Because of the existence of the pill, the resistance were fighting a losing battle. With money and pills, the Elite class decided to join forces. They drove the resistance out and built a wall to defend themselves. And as a punishment, the Elite class released a virus outside of the wall, knowing that the lower class does not possess the all curing pills, nor do they have the knowledge to produce the pill.

By year 2254, the population of the lower class has dropped significantly. The elderly were the first to succumb to the virus. The resistance group's morale is close to none and with each death of their beloved one, their fighting spirit is crushed. But, even in the darkest nightmare, they had seen a glimpse of hope. They noticed that children, who have yet reached adulthood, are immune to the virus. And as these children grow older, their immunity increases.

With their hope rekindled, the resistance hid the fact with great care, not wanting the Elite class to notice this.

Two years afterwards, Director Koizumi had finally drew his last breath. Despite the hatred his daughter bore for him, she still buried him right beside her mother. His grandson could care less about him. The only person who grieved for him was his great grandson. His great grandson was his legacy, his successor. He taught him everything. He never kept any secret from the young man. His only regret is that he did not manage to stop the madness from happening.

Another eight years, the resistance around the world decided to create a group to infiltrate the walls. And Director Koizumi's successor is invited to the program. He had just gotten himself a child a year before and that child was a great candidate for the infiltration team. And that child is named Koizumi Saki. He named his son, with the same name of the writer of the letter his great grandfather found in his expedition. His son was barely a year when they moved to England where the program is being held.