Game Over

[Drace]

Yes, Drace has once again picked up story writing. My previous stories weren't... well good. Then there's of course the Metal Gear Solid stuff I did, but I didn't felt like contineuing. But this time, I got something better. Game Over, a story I'm writing about post-Armageddon. Sure, it has been done before. But I'm going to really write it so that people are going to think about it. It's no Waterworld or Mad Max, it's going to be better. It's going to make people think. I've gotten the epilogue done which I'm here to share. I'll update each time I have a chapter done.


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Epilogue: Fear

Fear, it’s something that’s in everyone. On the outside of us, in the inside of us. Humans, animals and even plants have it. We induce our own fear. We give ourselves something to be afraid off. Fear has it positive points. It makes us afraid from doing stupid things. It warns us from possible dangers. But it makes a numb, it makes us cower and it will break you down. Fear is followed by hate. We fear something, thus we hate it. There are a million kinds of fear, but non as bad as the fear of dying. We hate dying, we hate to think about being dead. That live ends just like that, so we make up gods and religions to hide our fear of dying. To make us hope that there’s something else. This, however, results in more fear. What if you won’t go to the good afterlife, and up in the bad place? Like Hell? You’ll burn forever. Not only this type of fear, but also war. Religion results in war, because our religion doesn’t tolerate what theirs does, so we want them gone so we can live good and have more hope in getting in the good afterlife. Yes, fear is everywhere. In our hearts, in minds, in our bodies and neighbours and family and friends. We’ll be afraid from what we don’t understand. We’ll be afraid of what we don’t know but mostly, we’ll be afraid of what we do know. I didn’t knew myself, how bad fear could be. But later I saw how it tore us down, ripped us apart and laughed at our misery and pain just to come back for more. And the worst part is that it won’t go away. You’ll always fear something. You might accept it, but the fear will be there. In the 21st century, our fear grew large. Large enough to take down civilisations. Fear of weapons of mass destruction. Fear of terrorism. We didn’t feel safe anymore. There was always someone out there to get us. This fear induced more hatred than we had before. This hatred resulted in war. A war against terrorism. We fought countries we believe contained people who induced our fear, but it was false. We were fighting the wrong people. We were fighting the citizens, not the terrorists. But mostly, we weren’t fighting out own government. They were the ones who induced our fear the most. They even made us too afraid to do our daily things. First it were the important places they made us fear. Then the public places. They worked all their way to even made us afraid to be home. They did it all to control us, because who can make people fear everything is the one who can control them all. But the government was stupid. They made us fear something that, because of our fear, grew larger. They took themselves down and the government slowly fell. The fear was control and the fear they induced took us down. We destroyed ourselves. One by one, we used to weapons to protect ourselves against each other. The world we knew was gone, fear had won. An Armageddon fell upon us and there was nothing we could do. The thing we feared the most actually happened. Death. It came with the fear and it was biding it’s time, waiting for us to take ourselves down. Billions died in that time, but there were survivors. Survivors who were given a second change upon live. We took that second change, but we crushed it with our bare hands. Fear still had it’s grip on us and wouldn’t let go. The people that survived the Armageddon separated each other. We didn’t wanted to work together with each other. There could only be one survivor of it all. We banded together, to fight each other. To be the victorious ruler of the world. To be the one in control of humanity. I am one of those survivors. My story is a dreadful one. How could we live with ourselves if we saw what we became? Listen to my story of the
post-Armageddon age. Listen to what became of us, how we kept destroying each other further and further. How we refused to give in. How we refused to love thy neighbour. How we learned to hate and fear other even more than before the bomb. Listen, to our shame…

[MrMister]

Fallout wins

[Emerates]

That's kinda what I thought would happen to humanity in the end. It would be pretty cool if somebody made a game where everyone died, and then fought in Purgatory or some other level of hell.  But this sounds like a decent story line.