“In the year 2030, the technological singularity event encompassed the world. Man no longer controlled the evolving super-sciences. Seed A.I. groups began taking control of broad-based neural-nets and developing life forms.
Mankind tried integrating full techno-biological based Transhuman soldiers in an attempt to turn back the Singularity. The Transhuman armies rebelled against mankind and wanted to take over the world and re-shape society to reflect their values.
War erupted between the technology based, Transhumans and the United World Government and the seed A.I. nanite armies. The Great War of Transhumanity began and the world explodes and burns with technological based instruments of brutality. Humanity loses its soul. Five years of devastating war between the Humans, Transhumans and the ever- increasing Nanite Army of Fire began reducing society and technology to ashes and cinder.
Telecommunications and satellites fail and computers and the internet no longer hold the spark of life. The world is a dark, nightmare. Mankind’s numbers reduce and the world governments dissolve. Chaos was rampant and Mankind was no longer living at the top of the food chain.
By the year 2050, history was no longer recorded. The Nanite armies began eating themselves and the darkness slowly faded. The fires had reduced the Earth to a mere semblance of its former glory. It was in 2050 that I began to rebuild society. My first step was the city of New Southampton in what was left of England. I used technology of steam to usher in a new world and vision based on an age of civility. I knew that nanites would not thrive in a steam environment and I placed my labs deep down into the depths of shadow beneath the city that I held so dear. By the year 2060 my research center in the depths began development of a new power source. This new source would fuel my steam and my laws and slowly bring Mankind back to an age of Enlightenment. I was wrong. However well-intended my work was, it blew up like a volcano of Creeping Green radiation! The utopian steam-society I was creating was cast in a green-hued din. Mutants were now seen emerging from the recesses and strange stories emerge and urban legends of secrets that lay in the Nether-world of the Crater of Noxious Adversity. It is now 2075. A woman named Anne Eliza Wintersmith has declared herself Queen of New Southampton. She spreads fear with her Regulators of Discord. The Queen is ruthless and conniving. The Queen imprisons anyone that opposes her. The citizens cry out and beg for salvation. A group of heroes have heard these cries of anguish. I call them The Posthumans. They are a group that shall soon come together as heroes and right these wrongs and gain freedom for the oppressed. The Posthumans do not see this vision yet. They have not put on the mantle of heroes yet, but they have heard the calling. I wish that I could be there to see them Rise.”- Dr. M.E. Fulbright.