Transcendence

Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. We call it the midnight sky. It's relatively new, but then again, everything feels new these days. Long ago, this world was very different. But there comes a time when everything has to evolve.

The evolution of Earth came through solar flares, a change that occurs every 11 years in the sun’s cycle. Each time, new beginnings are forged. In 2023, the most powerful flare impacted Earth and cut power around the world. When the energy of the flare pierced the Earth’s electric field, genetics were affected, and not everyone survived the flare. The burst of energy caused mutations in all living creatures. Those that survived were left in grief and appreciation of their new world and the second chance they were given, and I should know as I am one of the humans that remained.

My name is Zilkrix, and I am writing to you from a hill peak in the Amazon. It’s been 10 years since the flare. Time has rapidly changed, but for me it still feels like yesterday, and that’s because time feels different now, less elastic. I was 30 when the flare struck, and now, 10 years later, you’d think I’d look older, when in fact I don’t look a day over 18. That’s what the mutation did. The energy gave us a burst of vitality, and now we’re younger than before.

Humans mutated into various races with elemental powers and animal hybrids. This change made way for some unusual combinations. Whatever combination you can imagine exists. Ethnicity and nationality are things of the past. The real shock for me was the evolution of animals, trees, and plants. Dragons and unicorns are now reality. There are mushroom forests that are larger than old office buildings. Flowers can walk and move locations, and shape-shifting is very much a trend. The shapeshifting humans do prevent you from talking to every creature like a baby and trying to pet it, just in case you’re petting a human in disguise. From experience, I can tell you, this can be mortifying.

The nightlife of the New Earth is a magical place. The flare blessed all living creatures with the gift of bioluminesence, which we can switch on and off as we choose. Each of us has unique patterns of UV lines, which me and my sister call HD tattoos. It helps create nights of colour with purple clouds and fields of light.

The real surprise for me was the evolution of fruit. Trees were given the ability to not only whip people with their branches when disrespected. But to also harvest dead animals by turning their meat into fruit. From the skin of the fruit, we are able to determine which animal the meat belongs to. It’s made hunting for food so simple.

Everything has become more heightened and full of life. It was an awakening of magic to the senses, and it helped make the loss of the old world easier to handle. The more time went on, the more you understood why it needed to be done and, more importantly, how ready we were for change.

The flare didn’t come as a surprise to many that survived; deep down, we knew it was coming. We tried to warn many in the old world. However, they just called us crazy. Ignorance was bliss for a percentage of the population. They refused to evolve their own understanding or learn beyond the teachings of the system. On the old earth, there was a spiritually awakened population, which I was part of. During meditation, our bodies adapted to higher frequencies and vibrations and activated many new genetics, which stayed dormant until the flare. When the flare hit, our bodies were already aligned with the new earth. Not everyone survived the flare, but not everyone had aligned with the New Earth.

As soon as I awoke after the flare, I knew what had happened and which abilities I had. After all, I had foreseen my evolution. I began my journey to see my sister. She lived around 100 miles from me. I stepped outside, and there was a strange roar from the sky. I looked up, and, oh my, my legs buckled, and I fell to my knees. It’s a... it’s a... dragon. It’s a goddamn dragon.

All the butterflies rushed to my stomach. Excitement and nerves washed over me. I had never been so happy. I felt like a kid, and this burst of childlike energy washed over me, and then something peculiar happened. Wings appeared. I had long grey feathered wings attached to me. With one swoop, I was off the ground. I was bouncing in a circle, trying to control the motion, but it felt unusual, and I couldn’t stop laughing. I prayed until this day that no one was there to witness my hysterics. I regained enough control to straighten myself. I was in awe. They were so beautiful, and they were mine. I was overwhelmed with joy. The wings came with GPS activation. I was able to sense Earth’s electromagnetic navigation field. It’s what racing pigeons use to travel to different locations, and I now have access to it. I spread my wings, and with force I flew from the ground; I darted through the air faster and faster, in circles, up and down. I passed other flyers on the way, and the world looked so big from above.

My wings were one of many abilities I had to discover. If you could imagine it, it could happen, and for me, my greatest abilities were the power of imagination and the ability to transform. There were no limits to transitioning, but each transition required metamorphosis. We were in the age of infinity, and everything and anything felt possible. In order to gain new abilities, you had to understand the abilities. The greater the understanding, the greater the power.

I’m not who I used to be, and tomorrow I’ll be something entirely different. For now, my readers, my family, I’ve given you the start of how my journey began, and tomorrow I’ll teach you more, but for now I have the Amazon sunset to enjoy and fruit to forage. Take care of yourself, you miracle.