Authors Note: I decided to attach a note to the beginning of this story because I am already 20 chapters in published wise and I wanted to put a warning. This story is not your normal webnovel nor will it change into something you may be used to reading. Things will become more complex the deeper you go this will either turn into something you love or something you feel isn't for you. I will say the first 40 chapters or so will be rough since it's the start of everyhting coming together. Volume 2 is where the fun begins. Hope you can stay for the ride.
Outstanding!
Finally the war has ended!
The new world celebrated before the event even unfolded. Ramuna had finally done it! Answered everyone's prayers! After hundreds of years of trying to settle things through communicative means to find a middle ground, a ground was no longer needed, matter of fact there was no longer a ground for the land of Atann to stand on.
In the eerie stillness of Atann, a power that was beyond anything the God's could ever think to stop unfolded upon the land with unimaginable speed. In an instant, a blinding flash engulfed Atann and all of it's living residents, as seen through the video that was recording the event out in space. Satellite 368 recording all of the events for the New World to see in real time that was. All of the New World was watching through their TV's and cell phones as they witnessed a searing white light bloom across Atann, sending shockwaves rippling across the landscape, shredding paint off buildings and vehicles, evaporating it in a thick cloud surrounding its original host, finally free. The roar of the detonation could not even be heard for several minutes and even the satellite struggled to pick up the noise. It should have defied the law of physics.
A horrible ugly mushroom cloud clawed its way up into the atmosphere as if it begged to touch the heavens as it did the land upon it. Its ugly tendrils clawed at the atmosphere around it staining the beautiful blue sky and quickly changing it to scorched orange. It blocked the sun, changing the land around it into a permanent twilight. An ugly abomination created by Ramuna herself, the New World's savior. The land was once again silent.
Atann was no more. A land that covered almost the whole east of the world was wiped clean to start a new for the New World in several hundred years when the radiation dispersed. For the longest time the New World grew tired of Atann's religious ways and even ways of life. It had been about a hundred years now that the New World felt that Atann's ways were weak and that there was no way to see eye to eye with them.
It took a hundred years to find someone like Ramuna. Someone who could finally invent a way to wipe the slate clean without causing harm to the innocents. One of the best Chemist's ever born. Or so everyone told her anyways.
Ramuna stood on the outskirts of Atann holding a small glass of bourbon in her hand. Everyone else had hid inside the bunkers worried still that the radiation would reach them and make them fall violently ill. Ramuna knew her own work though and knew she would be safe where she stood. She wanted to watch her project do it's work and she definitely needed to be drunk as she watched. Yes, in her mind this was a project but in reality she just did in fact kill a little over a billion people…
Ramuna heard the screaming and crying of the forty-one prisoners of war they took in one of the bunkers. The last of the Atann people. The last of a forgotten civilization. Because they will be forgotten.
No one cared for the people of Atann. The New World saw them as lower than humans. Some of them even saw them as lower than animals.
Ramuna closed her eyes as a gust of wind from her project finally hit her. She can smell the chemicals of radiation claw its way up her nose. Ah, maybe the military had reason to worry of radiation poisoning. Nonetheless Ramuna did not care. Most called her insane but somehow she always believed she was immune to radiation at this point. All she did was work with it since she was twelve years old. She saw radiation as a dear friend. She owed her whole life to it. It is what made her into the person she was today.
"Ramuna!"
Ramuna turned to see General Seth Phisler looking at her sternly. He was in a green uniform with a black bulletproof vest over his chest. Several golden badges aligned the right side of his bulletproof vest. The words Apep were embroidered onto his left sleeve. The name of the military group that ran this project with Ramuna. They had been working with her for about ten years now. She gave him a sly smile. "What's up, Mr. Phisler."
Not General to her. Had not been for a few years now but for the sake of formality she still gave him some form of title in front of his men even though she wondered if this was the man she truly planned on marrying. Considering it was the only man she had ever been with wouldn't it seem right that she marry him?
General Phisler's eyes raked over her in disappointment. "Are you going to stand out here and risk death before you even get back home for the real celebration?"
Ramuna looked back at her project. The huge mushroom cloud was still trying to find its way up to the heavens but she did notice that the sky was also getting dark for them to see now as well. An eternal darkness. For a long time. Soon it would look like nighttime for them as well. Even though it was clearly early afternoon on the side of the world they were in. She decided not to argue with him even though it felt like she was rooted to her spot. Maybe it was shock?
Ramuna quickly looked from the mushroom cloud to him worry in her eyes as the glass of bourbon slipped from her hands. She really had no ability to move. Her legs started to feel like jello.
Oh come on Ramuna you are not weak. Show him you can walk and act normal after blowing up a whole civilization.
That wasn't the case though. It wasn't shock that had her paralyzed. It was chemicals that were the doing of her troubles. Not radiation though.. Radiation would not have done this. Ramuna looked down at her glass of bourbon and back at Seth Phisler who had not even moved to aid her when she dropped her glass. Reality hit.
Of course I have been used. In more ways than one. Silly me. Those were her last thoughts as she fell to the ground and the world went black around her consciously before the sky could.