THE BEGINNING

The year was 2220 : Half of the 20 billion human population living on Earth had migrated to Mars, the Moon and the planet Jupiter. Alcinder's Uncles were among the wealthy ones who had migrated to another planet.There were no government ; only tech giants and Megathrone Corporation was in charge running on Virtual imagination. It was not a function of how much one had set apart but how well one could use one's imagination. People were only limited by how much they could visualize anything.The first set of nations then came together to put Artificial intelligence to great use to build the future. From the foundations,machines and humans collaborated, raising the digital cities across continents and planets. Instead of housing being built on land, they sat on hefty machines that rose up into the clouds; they were mobile and highly sophisticated. The space at the top of each tower held an hydroponic system; a new way to grow food. Every green pasture was synthetic and grew rapidly at a well predicted time. One of the hydroponic systems was in the upper floor where Alcinder lived. Alcinder was a vibrant young beau; tall and fair in complexion. He managed to get rid of the Google Chrome glasses he had been wearing, and for three days now he had been held captive by the fun and pleasure found in the recent spectacles he was wearing that opened a world of new dimensions to him; a computer generated cloud space different from his physical world.The night had successfully been killed by the artificial sun the Megathrone Corporation installed. This was a lightning that made the dark night look like the brightness of the morning .In this era, machines did every thing ; from controlling of the demand and supply chains, answering phone calls or piloting planes. People no longer did any physical work. There was comfort at every turn but mankind dedicated their entire existence only to being entertained. In that year alone, the online comfort it leisure and fun that Megathrone Corporation delivered, made humanity lose their faith in Christianity, democracy, communism and monarchy and rather placed their hope on Something close to nothing, called virtual-craze ; the newest system of Government. Alcinder loved all the programmes he had access to behind the lenses of his coloured spectacles, and just like every other teenager of his time, he lacked the strength of character to resist the massive varieties of entertainment which Google Chrome glasses bombarded their minds with. He lived in his