As I lay on the ground, half dead. I think about my life. The terrible things I have done, the innocent people I have killed. The demon I have become, and I wonder.I wonder was it all worth killing off the human race? Was it worth being a slave to those things? Those things we call cold seekers. Those things that came to our planet to harvest its need to survive on our earth filled with ice.Oh,did I forget to mention that the earth is full of ice from the nuclear fallout of World War III.Yeah,it got to that point in human history when the worlds powers could not defuse any more situations involving Israel and its surrounding countries.Long story short, the planet got wasted and this happened about 200 hundred years ago, but enough about that.I'm going to share with you my life from the time I was ten up until now.So before I die, please understand the full complexity of my life.So enjoy.
when I was ten years old humans were beginning to become a more functional society.No more hunter-gatherer stuff.I mean we started to share and trade things.You could say that this was a better life than our fore fathers had,except for the harsh cold days and nights.I had a hard time learning how to defend my self.Every day a group of boys would beat me up and steal my food and supplies.You would ask where my family were.My mother died when I was eight,and for my father I never knew him so I was kinda alone for the start of my life.One day an old man offered to teach me how to defend myself because he was tried of seeing me get my butt beat down every day.He was old, I'd say about ninety years.he taught me martial arts.The next time those boys came around i almost killed them.The old man was proud of me, so he asked me to journey with me.That was five days before those things came to earth.For now this all I'm going to tell you right now, but stay tuned because you have to remember I am half dead. :)