Over a Hundred Years

[Didos]

For over a hundred years, we have advanced.

For over a hundred years, we have progressed.

And in less than a hundred years, we have fallen.

  
A city founded in the name of progress, of advances in technology and humanity. A city that sought to reach levels that would rival those of history, of fallen Empires of yore, while going far further than they ever could. In order to become a power that would guarantee the future for every single being.
  
To be part of the history of that plane.
To be what could guarantee that the human pursuit for knowledge, would not fall into oblivion.
  
However, this dream was over.
  
The city had slowly fallen across much time. People abandoned it from their own desires. And in the end, the plague that consumes this world came to take it down, along with many who could not have lived so long as some. Everything that was built over decades was devastated in less than a few years.
  
It was observed, it was analyzed.
  
Perhaps, from this, something will be learned, something will change and, finally, humanity will progress further, for we learn from our mistakes and from the past. That is, if the same fate does not befall those that remain, through what is marching towards it. The end of this, however, will only be observed, analyzed..
  

By those who still remain.

 

"I'm sorry, Sahra, Piers and my dear 0C.. Our legacy comes to an end upon a grim page of the history. As our city, our home, is gone with the wind.
 
However there are those who still remain, I will see how far they will reach now, or if their fate shall be the same as ours."