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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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The quickening.

The Palace of the Usurper.

"To what do I hold this visits?"

The Usurper asked, while his interpreter took the Curtish turn. He was well built, with less beards but wierd moustache. His face rumpled like a book with cringes, his nose large and his face broad. He probably knew too well to be claiming what naturally wasn't his.

"You aren't dumb, you sure have an idea."

The queen of the land of Curt shot at him, while the interpreter did his turn. The Professor looked at the queen, shooting her a can't-you-be-patient-for-once kinda look. The queen didn't care. For all she cared, herself and him didn't really have anything in common. Not anymore.

"I won't have you speak to me in such manner."

The Usurper's voice was raised now, his broad face easy to fold into a rich frown. The queen stepped even forward but was restrained by the two lofty guards who stood before the throne in their way, obviously to avoid ambush on the king.