In the depths of the sea, the world was dying quietly, unnoticed. For years, the government had sent their military fleets to drop bombs into the ocean. These bombs weren’t just weapons of war—they were tools of destruction that poisoned the water, killed the creatures, and broke apart the delicate balance of life beneath the waves. The dolphins, sharks, and countless other creatures that once swam freely were now fading into the void, victims of the government’s insatiable hunger for power and control.
The citizens of the world—those who lived in the cities, on the land—knew something was wrong. But the bombs fell in distant waters, and the government’s priorities lay in the sky. Military contracts were signed, billions poured into weapons, and space exploration became the new frontier. No one seemed to care about the life beneath the sea or the Earth that was gasping for breath. The government, with their rich wallets and wide eyes, focused only on their plans for war and conquest, leaving the planet behind to wither.
People like Ava lived in the shadows of this great machine. She walked the streets where the government’s promises had long since evaporated. She watched her children, hungry and cold, and knew they would inherit a broken world. At night, she lay awake, listening to the distant rumble of military aircraft, unaware of how deeply those same machines had scarred the Earth. The streets around her were full of abandoned...