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Eve of Glenoie
Part 1: Eve My name is Eve. Ever since the “New Dawn” regime began, everyone’s name now relates to a celestial or altruistic theme. We were told that it would remind us of where we came from and who we are. You see, my people and I lived on Earth for hundreds of years but before, we lived somewhere else. From what the history books have taught me, it was some place, some space outside of this one before the New Dawn happened. I am originally from Glenoie, a planet that hides just behind Titan, the moon of Saturn. We pride ourselves on having the cleanest ecosystem in the Universe. We are far more technologically advanced than those of Earth which has allowed our planet to be free of any pollution or waste. Our bodies have evolved to be their own recycle machines. Any bio waste or trash simply absorbs into our bodies and that acts as our energy source. Livestock and wildlife are free from fear of consumption because that is something simply not required by my people. There is no famine, war or natural disasters. We simply exist with each other and everything that surrounds us. Our political system is led by 3 leaders. Cheos is the leader of the professionals. He oversees and assigns jobs to those who are old enough to work and manages trade between the 3 sectors. Lias is the leader of the elderly. She oversees the retirement and medical treatment of the elderly. The elderly are the only ones of my people who may suffer from fatigue or illness. Lastly, there’s Effit. Effit is the leader of the hatchlings. These are the children of my population and Effit manages their care, oversees their growth and assigns them to their family. Together, Cheos, Lias and Effit forged the “New Dawn” program to purge Earth of their disasters. The New Dawn program was proposed as a means to take over the people of Earth. To seize control of their bodies and fill them with our own consciousness. That way, we could save this planet so different from our own from its ultimate demise. Originally, it was only the ones from the professional sector that were selected to go to Earth but then, we began to realize that the population of Earth was much larger than first imagined. Reports began to flood in about how the people of Earth must not have believed in self control because their population was overwhelming the planet. Scarcity of resources, water, food and even land to live were becoming inaccessible simply because these small minded people couldn’t be content with just having one offspring like the people of Glenoie were. So, the leaders decided to send the elderly to Earth. Even though their physical bodies weren’t up to the standards the Leaders agreed upon, it was only their consciousness that would be transferred. As more and more of the people of Earth began being filled with our mind and spirit, more issues started to arise. Crime so unimaginable to my people started booming. Lies began to spread that we were an alien species trying to consume the people of Earth and we were bloodthirsty. Rebel groups started forming of the disasters. Disasters was the term our leaders gave for the original inhabitants of Earth. The Disasters tried to harm my people even though we had their same physical form. After that, the leaders did what was necessary. They sent everyone including themselves and the Hatchlings to Earth and when that still wasn’t enough to conquer the last of the rebels, we had to do the unspeakable. We had to commit the first and only crime of our people, murder. It was painless as Lias had the knowledge of how to do it painlessly due to her work with the edlerly but we still mourned the act anyway. The leaders committed the acts in private as to not bring shame onto the rest of my people. The last loss of life was said to come from a female. She resembled the hatchlings and she wore a silver necklace with a pendant on it. The day was then turned into a global day of morning and the pendant was called a heart locket. Every year that goes on, we remember that final day as the Day of loss. A moment to reflect on what had to be done to ensure that the New Dawn Regime continued and from that day on, every female hatchling was granted with a silver heart locket. The locket would be opened on her 17th birthday and she would be given the chance to go back to the home planet of Glenoie or continue to stay on earth and become more and more human everyday.
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