The smog covered the sky like any normal night. In a city built around industrialization, a clear night sky was a luxury for the poor. Everything was usually too expensive for the poor. The color of the sky permanently altered to a yellowed red due to the smog.
People crowded the streets anyways waiting for the new years to come, excitement palpable in the air. People cheered and hugged while looking at the big screens in the air, the rich watched from behind glass windows and on their luxury balcony. Fireworks occasionally bursting in the air, adding a bit of light in the dark night sky, highlighting the smog in the sky briefly before fading to black.
Then it happened, briefly illuminated by the fireworks a crack in reality was shown, Tendrils of void latching at the edges of the torn wound. The crowd never noticed, never cared to, for the new years was their only chance to escape reality and hope for more.
At the last 10 seconds until the new years the world quaked, the earth split and reality groaned, it screamed in pain. Entire pieces of earth disappearing and tearing apart as people fell, the tendrils coming down from the sky and erasing the people as the void reclaimed their energy. The people screams and froze, in the last 5 seconds all people no matter if they were children or the comatose in hospitals, felt a deep sense of terror at the void that was reclaiming their world.
Then the sound came.
<2.5 BILLION HUMANS DETECTED UNFIT FOR SURVIVAL OUT OF 5 BILLION>
<5% OF MANA VEINS MUTATING INTO AURA VEINS>
Meanwhile…
Frozen in a vast infinite expanse a group of people were frozen in space watching the world seemingly heal and expand while a few calmer, less panicking group of people stuck together and discussed how this happened, trying to find reason in the midst of this chaos. While others were more of the loner type not interested in what was going on, purely watching the happenings, either due to their intelligence, confidence, or from their own lunacy.
One in particular, possibly the most psychologically insane of them all, due to his lack of empathy and love for violence, was staring at a screen that had hovered in front of them all since the moment they got there.
1. REMAIN HUMAN
2. BECOME A RANDOM RACE
3. BECOME A PROGENITOR TO A RACE YOU MAKE>
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Hope yall enjoy this prologue of sorts that's at 505 words without this bottom blurb, I'm trying to write again after a long time of giving it up, what do you guys think our MC will choose?
There's a reason for the MC not receiving a name.
Please comment your thoughts