Chapter 31
(Story from the past, Pt 2)
Jake the Survivor Pov:
The current person who owned my grandmas house was still my grandma, but it would become my uncle's if she moved or something unfortunate were to happen. The home had six bedrooms, two of which were master bedrooms. There were three and a half bathrooms, one of which was a master and the half in a stairwell.
There was also a nearby garage that was a little run down. The farm had a bunch of buildings on it and vehicles that could be used. We made use taking all of the ones we could and getting to my fathers. We took cows and and cats and dogs with us, heading for his place. We took all we could and rushed to his place after a family meeting.
I took my custom ——- and ———- which I have hidden to protect from people with bad intentions. My other vehicles the same as they were to dangerous to be used. Their location, will never be revealed due to the dangers of them.
Over the few months I have been with the other builders we have been building something. It was a artificial island with buildings on it, it was not yet completed though. The boat at my fathers was the only way we had to get to it. We got everything we could on the boat, my ——-——-, my ——-, my —— ——- ——-, my dads ——-, my dads —— ———- ——- —, my dads —— —- ———-, my brothers —— ———- from ---, and his —— —— ———-. That was from my direct family.
The boat was fairly large and could hold all that and much more, including the supplies for the trip. There was also my fathers old —— from the 80's, it was the fastest ever made and is hidden with the others. We brought —— ——-, ——-————, and other off-road vehicles.
The island was fully functional already, even if it was still being built. You had the clothes store, a café, a barber shop, and those are just some. You have the guild building, the Restaurant and Inn Pacific, and more. The entire thing was built by the organization called Monument builders. Their goals were to build monuments to the world and the impossible. Building Aqua town as it was called was apart of that.
Due to the brewing world war we took it to an island that nobody would go to. It was north above Europe and was what —— from ——- was based on. While we did that the island was transformed into a bunker and fortress. On the way we met refugees from the wars which had started, some of which new how to build stuff we did not.
We decided to come up with a organization that ran the island. It was made with one goal in mind, or following a rule I would say. The golden rule, Treat others as you would have them treat you and Protect those who cannot protect themselves. With that set in mind we implemented it on the island.
With all the technicians and people who did not want to be in war and keep technology safe. We compiled information and put it all in a book for the future. We had a book for what we thought safe and could be used and a book of dangerous items that was sealed up in a safe location. That location being on the —th floor of the ——— — ———— Dungeon.
After a few weeks we eventually arrived at the island and set up shop in a inlet. The inlet was to small to fit in it so we put it a few miles off shore. We put all of my family's vehicles in my garage and locked it to keep them safe. Some can be used for bad deeds if they were found and used.
Our ship was used as a ferry between the islands in the cold weather. As we had traveled we had nearly been destroyed by tsunami's caused from nuclear warfare. We also had raiders from many different people who tried to attack. Some of the drifters were masters in martial ability and helped us fend them off.
One of the ones who had helped fend them off was a man who we called, The god of Martial ability. His name was Bruce and only Bruce, sadly he died shortly after teaching me a lot of styles to defend the isle. I don't know what happened from there on with him but we held out for another year. From what we knew, he was in his mid 80s, maybe a bit older. But he was still a great fighter we could not compare to, he still looked like he was 50, younger even.
At that time it seemed like the war would come to an end. There was almost no inhabitable land and few survivors, mostly children with no sense of right or wrong. The gods then reached out with a voice and had said, and I quote, "We are sorry! The previous gods had made a mistake in choosing the Hero. From the actions of someone we have decided to see if he wanted to become the new hero. But his subconscious said no without him even hearing about it. We have decided to remake the world so this never happens again, we trust the man we call the hero to do what he feels right with the information he has gathered."
They had talked about me, and were right about everything. I would not want to become a person with powers as it would throw everything into Chaos. But then the supposed hero, Ony Hirita came to our island wanting to fight. So all of our fighters stood up to him, he killed and wounded many. But we finally managed to land a killing blow on him after he tired out. We lost many martial artists, most which had taught me their teachings. So as they died I promised to pass it along to the next generations.
So as the gods said, they remade the world and they said, "With this world comes new species and battles. We hope you will be able to survive, here is a little information about it. Now from that you will figure out how to proceed in this world. We wish you luck in this new world and the one we call Hero, take this information and protect what should not be used in this world."
The last bit that they had said was about that dungeon I mentioned. It also told me about mines and stuff, but I let those be discovered by others. It would be bad if someone had all the power in the world.