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Annihilation: T2

The alien machines, otherwise known as T2s arrived earth to destroy the human technology. They were sent by the professed progenitors who claimed that the human technology was interfering with their conducts. The government went huff and puff to blow down the machines and restore orders, but lost everything to the fiery balls, T2s. Amongst these citizens was a professor who claimed to have a solution to the problem and could stop human beings from being annihilated. Like you would guess, the government wouldn't take his words. He left the urban areas with followers his movement had earned him. The Professor and his followers kept traveling as far as possible from the urban areas. In their search, they met the Curtish people, uncivilized folks, who were having problems with Manganis, evil apes. The professor professed to have a solution to their problems too but demanded a favor. Can the humankind survive without technology? How far can the Curtish people go pleasing the urban folks? Will the apes really take a bargain? Will the two species of humankind live together in peace or prey on each other's weaknesses?

Zuxian · Fantaisie
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Litu and the barking King

The Monarch's Palace. Curt.

"How has it been?"

Litu watched the king ask. He was a little bit confused, he didn't know since when the King had been concerned about personal well beings of the citizens. He used to know that it had all been about the kingdom and hunting the apes and all.

There was no time to do a lot of thinking. He was alone with the Monarch. The Monarch had requested to speak to him alone about his whole experience in the forest.

And there he was staring blankly as though he didn't have a gourd of words to tilt.

"Adapting, your highness."

He said, looking around. There were only two attendants present. And both were by the right and left of the Monarch.

The Monarch wasn't exhaustively adorned. He only had a common robe worn and his fluffy hair blushing under the gentle touch of the whooshing breeze tamed by the hand-fans in the attendants' hands.