If somebody from the past asked me what the world is like in 2050, I would find it difficult to explain the life we live now. I would probably say it isn’t what the books or the movies depicted it to be. It isn’t what science presumed it to be, even with strong logical support on their theories. It was different from everything we had pictured. It was different from everything we were prepared for. I believe that is where we as humans went wrong.

Theory, although strong with logical reasoning is no match for reality. Reality has a relentless intrinsic opportunity of being unpredictable. This unpredictability led our race through a labyrinth of changes and here we are now a few days after the dawn of 2050. We fought our way through apocalypses, we hid from the prosthetic face of extinction and we did things we never imagined we could do. Yet we fell behind slowly, complacent, into the lying arms of defeat.

Back then, in the little of the life I remember, the media glorified the future, because the world foresaw what science was capable of. But, something went wrong somewhere. The people with the brains, the geniuses of the world, the scientists and the researchers and everyone else in charge of leading the world to betterment, underestimated the magnitude of the forces of nature and the world in which science is only a variable and nothing but.

Along the journey to this day, many of us died. We call them the lucky ones. The survivors watched things get from bad to worse. Life was a vicious cycle, and the brave took their own lives because they couldn’t take the world anymore. But I’m getting ahead of my story so I will go back to the beginning. Or the end, if you may. The end of everything you know, and the beginning of everything to come, the things that even I, after living in this Post-Resurrection era, am not fully aware of.

The end of 2011, the buzzword then was the End of Days. We all feared the end; we all wondered what was beyond it. We all wondered if it would actually happen. What we did not know, did not kill us. At least for a while. Presumed to be the last year on planet earth, the world became a stranger place. I had never set my eyes on anything so magical. The end was approaching and the world decided to welcome it with open arms.