Flappywaffles

Oliver had always dreamed of becoming an Electrical Engineer. In his world, the sky had been blocked out by smog and the only habitable land was in the far reaches of Canada and Russia. The other animals had long gone extinct and the eating of any type of meat had been outlawed. people panicked once the fossil fuels ran out. Without a source of energy, the people turned on one another. A civil war broke out amongst the surviving population. Some people wanted to return to how life was before technological advancement. Others wanted to implement the battery system. The battery system would rely on the human body as its power source. The people advocating the battery system won and the losers were converted into the energy source. Like this hundreds of years had gone by. The smog that polluted the earth was slowly receding and vegetation was growing back but humankind had decided to sanction off their part of the earth specifically for them. They didn't want to mess with nature again. Electrical engineers were responsible for the production of the capsules that would suck the life force out of the 'Batteries'.

A long time ago the world was controlled by the [Soul Masters]. They wielded the ability to bring empires to their knees. But this power was not unlimited, the [soul Masters would age slowly each time they used their unique powers. There was an existence that defied this knowledge however...a [Soul Master] that would be born without such limitations.... the [Reaper] Uncontrollable the [Reaper] could bring down continents. Then one day the [Soul Masters] just disappeared... And peace was brought to the land once again. Until one day...

On Nova's tenth birthday she awoke happily, eager to celebrate with her family, fate had different plans, however. Their village looted. Their families killed. "None would survive" Is what they thought. Unrecorded in history yet feared by all. The killer they created would shake the nation. "You killed my family so I'll kill yours" An innocent child's life turned for the worst. No pain was greater, no sorrow stronger then losing all you loved to the hands of another. "Just you wait, ALL of you"