Welcome Colonists. I am Blair, one of six Computer Programs for the Emergancy Domes of Mars. Now please, lay back, relax, and let me take you back so your memory can be put up into future archives..

In the winter of 2084 the race of Forever landed on Earth in search of a new home. Four months later, hell broke out...
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It's the calm before the storm
It's the quiet before the roar
It's the time when all will be decided.
(All will be decided)
But nobody hears
The Echoes on the Wind—
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"We are coming to you live from the rubble of a once charished flower shop 'Savannah's Flowers' near Centeral Park. The small shop was destroyed after an attack by a single man. Reports are still coming in, and though there are many witnesses, the culpret of this attack has yet to be found. The man is said to be armed and dangerous, any sign of this man and you should contact—”
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It's the end of the chain
(Destruction of the feelings)
It's the end of our game
(We're seeing as before)
It's the end of man's evolution
(The end of the evolution)
But nobody hears
The echoes on the wind—
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"Oh my gods.."
"We are on air!"
"Uhm...We are here in Centeral Park where many of the buildigns have been set on fire. The heat from this flame..the mayor is calling of an evacuation right away! The firemen are doing their best to keep the flame from spreading..its not looking good for New York—”
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Do you hear the sirens?
Do you see the burst?
Do you feel the fire?
All the world's radioactive grave!—
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"People of Earth, your time has come. You shall all DIE"
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I can hear them crying
I can see the fear
I can see them dying
Washed away by deadly gamma waves!—
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In the spring of 2085 a vast war broke out, between the three races dominating Earthian soil, Humans, Elders, and Forever, fighting to the last survivor. Numbers no longer counted, as the Elders made their own army, and power matter far less as Arjen strived to save all three. With the Death of the planet, however, came the death of the great Creator.
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Do you hear them calling?
Do you see the hurt?
Do you feel them falling?
All the world's a blazing funeral pyre!—
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”You fucking killed my brother! That’s it..I will take your sisters life Dietrich!”
“You touch her and I’m coming after you!”
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I can hear the wailing
I can see the wrath
I can see them failing
Washed away by a scorching sea of fire!—
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“Citizens of the United States, tragity has fallen upon us as the whole of congress and the president were…bruitly murdered. This was not an act of a terrorist, but when we find who has done such a deed we will use all courses of action worthy of such a cause—”
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Silence's so loud
Not a soul left alive
Darkness's a shroud
2085
All our dreams have disappeared
They burned down, tree of life
Confirming all that we feared
2085—
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Sir the battlements are ready!”
“Look there the scum comes now..he won’t get away with killing in this contry will he men!”
“He’s even…holy shit…”
“Theres thousands, RETREAT..RETR—”
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No side has won
Struggled to survive
Our quest here is done
2085
All our hopes have disappeared
Our race will
Not describe
Time will not bring color here
2085—
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”Get into the pod!”
“But..”
“NOW! We have been chosen to leave this hell, so lets go before they return you must leave—”
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He's the last man alive
(Searching for the answer)
Knowing he won't survive
(To the mystery of live)
He lives the past, and dreams of the future
(Dreaming of the future)
And soon he'll set free
(And the sleeper will awake)
The Spirit of The Wind—
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“Ben…I love you…I will save this world, but you must trust me. I will always be with you.”
“Arjen—”
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Make us whole
Migrator soul
Follow you home
Complete the Circle
We must survive
Restore our lives
Always be sure
Complete the Circle—

Nuclear Weapons destroyed most of your Race, as well as the Elders and Forevers a like. The fifty of you, split into Five Cities are all that you have left. Choose your leaders and your Rules, stay within the Domes unless specified otherwise, and have a long prosperous life. Welcome to Mars, welcome to 3000.
Emergancy Squence Terminated—
We have no chance
We are the future
We are the pain
Complete the Circle!—

Dare you join us?
Do you think you can survive?

The After-Math