Chapter 3 Relearning How To Build

  By this point, your species was already in an industrial age. But while your technology was advanced for the time, your primitive look on strength and status remained.

  Millennials of unnecessary fighting had made humanity adapt to the constant stress.

  Your cell regeneration grew faster and more efficient and soon, wounds that would kill any other animal, became easily taken care of by your body's extremely efficient cell duplication.

  This didn’t only make humanity the perfect weapon of war. It also slowed their aging. Your stem cells were able to preserve themselves far longer than any other animal’s, making your life spans reach far over a century long.

  As the industrial age continued, machines and technology carried your species even further. Interestingly enough, did humanity never use its technology for warfare.

  You looked at war as a ritual, a holy act which you refused to carry anything more than your body and a sword into.

  Around 225 thousand years after the bombs, humanity finally reached space. It was a significant achievement for your species however it was merely the start. You reached space only 500 years into your industrial age which we’ve later found is an absurd speed compared to other species.

  But it would turn out that the biggest factor that differentiated this humanity from the people of the past wouldn’t be their physical attributes or their technology, but a relentless craving for war and conquest.

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  Hundreds of thousands of humans were sent out on space stations to work as stepping stones into the larger galaxy, and it wouldn’t take long before the skies of Venus were filled with floating cities the size of clouds.

  After only a few hundred years, all of Mars, Venus and Europa were colonized and were either covered in an artificial atmosphere or hosting large self-sustaining space stations.

  But still, after all of your accomplishments, you refused to let go of violence and war.

  Each colony had one or two purges every 100 years to make sure that those weak or inefficient were exterminated from the gene pool. To be fair it did make a difference. Scientists and researchers were often excluded, meaning that you’d still have functional minds to work the computers and machines.

  Your race became stronger and stronger and eventually your government officially adopted a twisted form of darwinism into their constitution.

  “To shape a statue, you have to get rid of the unnecessary pieces”.

  As space became part of your species, small changes in your biology became noticeable. Through rigorous training regimens and constant violence, your species was able to artificially avoid evolving weaker muscles despite the zero gravity.

  However as generations went by, small holes started to show in your skin. It wasn’t any genetic defects as every human on a zero gravity world started to get the same trait.

  Due to it not causing any changes to your physical strength and durability, your species decided not to remove it from your DNA since even the slightest machine intervention in their bodies were heavily frowned upon.

  Luckily for humanity, it wasn’t a genetic defect but simply their bodies adapting to space. Not too long after, a few specimens were able to eject water from these holes granting them a biological propulsion system. Humanity had now become one with space.