The Cry of Humanity

The human race will never forget the year 2015.

Our descendants will speak of it for eternity—until the day we are erased from the universe.

The Day Everything Changed

It was June 20, 2015.

The morning began like any other Saturday.

The sun shone brilliantly, a light breeze carried the scent of freshly bloomed flowers, and the streets buzzed with life.

Families walked together, friends laughed carefreely in parks, and workers enjoyed their time off.

It was a day of peace.

A false peace.

A fragile illusion before the storm.

At eleven in the morning, the sky began to change.

The bright blue was swallowed by a sudden darkness.

Thick, black clouds gathered in minutes—a malevolent veil covering the Earth.

And then… the lightning came.

But these were no ordinary lightning bolts.

They were purple streaks, zigzagging across the sky with an eerie, menacing glow.

The world watched—paralyzed. Helpless.

As if something beyond our comprehension was putting on a terrifying spectacle.

Then, the unthinkable happened.

The Fall of Kael

In a single instant, all communication ceased.

Radio signals were replaced by static.

Televisions flickered and died.

The internet vanished.

Phones fell silent.

The world was thrown into absolute isolation.

And then… the screams began.

First, isolated.

Then, a chorus of terror that echoed across the planet.

People pointed to the sky—their voices trembling.

And there it was—the final sentence.

From the depths of the storm, a colossal star emerged.

Larger than anything we had ever witnessed.

It glowed with a dark light, slicing through the clouds like a harbinger of judgment.

Its descent was devastating.

The impact came with the force of a thousand thunderclaps.

The Earth shook.

Reality itself seemed to tear apart.

A cataclysmic explosion of fire and wind swept across the land.

Buildings were ripped from their foundations.

Trees turned to dust.

Entire cities were erased.

The heat scorched flesh before the flames could even touch the body.

In mere minutes, millions perished.

The world—once full of life—had become a graveyard.

The Age of Darkness

A thick layer of dust and smoke rose into the sky, blocking out the sun.

Eternal night descended upon the Earth.

Without sunlight, temperatures plummeted.

Crops withered.

Hunger spread like a second plague.

Diseases once thought rare became commonplace.

Osteoporosis. Rickets. Cancer. Infections.

The human body, fragile without light, began to deteriorate.

For three weeks, the world remained silent.

Until the first communication signals returned.

But the news only brought despair.

With each new report, the numbers of dead, missing, and homeless continued to rise.

Nations, once bound by diplomacy, became isolated fortresses.

There were no allies. No international rescue missions.

It was now every man for himself.

The Plague

And then… the plague began.

We had believed that Kael, the Harbinger of Destruction, was just a wandering celestial body.

But it had brought something far worse.

An intergalactic virus.

It spread swiftly. Mercilessly.

One touch.

That was all it took.

The infected withered away within minutes—their bodies consumed from the inside out.

There was no precedent. No cure.

Death was absolute.

Within three months, famine, darkness, and disease had wiped out a third of the global population.

The world, once home to billions, had become a land of shadows.

Yet, even as the abyss stared back at us…

We refused to die.

The Awakening of a New Era

Years passed.

We adapted.

Scientists developed machines powered by the Earth's core, capable of clearing the dust-choked skies.

New breathing techniques allowed humans to store more oxygen in their bodies.

But the world would never be the same.

The Astrostone

Within Kael's core, buried deep beneath the surface, we found something extraordinary.

A pale, bluish stone that radiated immeasurable energy.

We called it Astrostone.

With it, we could generate infinite power.

We could rebuild.

We could survive.

But, as always…

Human greed ruined everything.

The War for Astrostone

The fight for survival became a war for control.

The surviving nations raced to extract Astrostone.

At first, it was to power their cities.

Then, it was to power their weapons.

Soon, science crossed the line.

The first cyborg warriors were created—Cerberus.

Soldiers fused with machines.

Immortal. Unstoppable.

Humanity had survived the fall of Kael…

Only to create its own nightmare.

The Last Ember Treaty

With the unstoppable power of Cerberus warriors, the world faced total annihilation.

The governments of the surviving nations came together.

A desperate decision was made.

The Last Ember Treaty was signed—banning the use of Astrostone in warfare.

But humans are deceitful creatures.

In the dark corners of the world, the black market thrived.

Astrostone weapons were forged in secret.

And worse—cybernetic modifications became a forbidden art.

Individuals pushed their bodies beyond the limits of sanity.

Those who went too far… lost their minds.

They became monsters.

Driven by madness and destruction.

The world called them Cyber-Psychopaths.

The Awakened

Yet, Kael's presence changed more than just technology.

The Earth itself was warped.

Gravity increased fivefold.

At first, people collapsed under their own weight.

But then…

Some adapted.

They became stronger. Faster. More resilient.

They became something beyond human.

They became Awakened.

And among them, a new force emerged—

The Aurora Awakened Association.

Their mission?

To protect humanity.

To eradicate Cyber-Psychopaths.

To ensure the world did not fall into chaos once more.

But as war rages in the shadows…

As hunger, greed, and violence threaten to consume us…

One thing is certain.

The fight for survival has only just begun.