the time that you see this, I will no longer exist.
There will be an entity walking around who looks like me and sounds like me, but that being will be a figment of society’s imagination. The ‘me’ who thinks and feels and processes my experience as an individual will have been wiped clean and reconstructed with a personality and behaviour patterns that more readily suits the status quo.
I am not sorry for this. Because what I have done to warrant such a correction has been worth the effort and the terror.
I have hidden this recording deep within the lower levels of the net in the hope that it may be found by the curious rather than the authorities. I have sent my Ghost into the machine knowing that the machine will not be dismantled as I will be. And so some part of the real me will survive to tell of what I have learnt.
I am a child of the Fractale System implemented in 2034 to ensure humankind’s stability and prosperity. With the growth of the Internet as a prime contributor to globalization during the opening decades of the 2000s, it became possible to interact with other people, express ideas, introduce others to different cultures and backgrounds, use goods and services, sell and buy online, research and learn about things. You could experience the world without having to leave home!
As the number of civil wars threatened to end human dominance of the planet, international governments agreed to promote a peaceful lifestyle for the entire world in exchange for a periodic recovery of personal data from individuals through terminals located within their bodies. Comprised of several trillion networked computers, Fractale allowed people to live in a technological dream world, create real-world avatars of themselves and basically have their every need taken care of.
It was a beautiful dream that achieved world peace in a mere eight years – pushed forward as it was by the technologically-advanced countries that held all the financial and political power back then.
Turns out that Pascal was right when he said “The sole cause of man’s unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in his room”. It also turned out that man’s warring nature could also be effectively curtailed by strictly limiting the amount of time he physically spent in the company of others – and so real-world avatars soon became the standard mode of functioning.
That is the world I was born into. And this … this is the story of how that world was rewritten by the words of my ancestor.
This piece was written and submitted as part of WordPress.com’s Weekly Writing Challenge. The writing challenges are designed to “help you to push your writing boundaries, show off your blogging chops, and, hopefully, spark more post ideas”. The posts should be specifically written in response to the challenge set.
This week’s challenge was to “Write a short story or piece of descriptive faux-journalism describing your personal idea of a dystopia — a dark future when everything you hold dear is on the chopping block”.
I borrowed the world created by Hiroki Azuma for the ‘Fractale’ anime series as it has intrigued me ever since I came across it. Unfortunately, I have been struggling with my concentration and processing and so the notes that I made for a possible story never came to fruition. Even so, I thought it better to submit something for this week’s challenge and welcome your thoughts and criticisms on what I have managed to put together.
You can see how other bloggers responded to the challenge, on Dystopia! (The Musical).
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AUTHOR: I am might war. I have a love of music, the written word, travel, Anime, polar bears, people and “sticking and colouring”.