Novel & Cerita Humanity Has Declined

Then, it grew more severe, and thus, more difficult to ignore. Occasionally, blood came in from supply elsewhere, but it was rare that a shipment ever arrive. And when a small supply did appear in the markets, vampires crashed forward in swarms, fighting one another to the death for it. Of course, there was one reason and one reason alone for this: The human population was decreasing. Vampires could not live solely on animal blood, and human bodies could only provide so much before breaking entirely. “Blame the lower class,” spieled one vampire. “It’s because of their gluttony that our humans have evaporated. They drink and drink until there’s nothing left, and the bloodbag dies and shrivels

I shake my head, finding him even more ridiculous than I had last thought. “The Crescent Moon Pack is a child that needs to feed from its mother’s breast, not the other way round. The Vermillion Red Moon can even be the father, the headstone, molding the new era. Not sure if you have noticed, humans and their populations are declining due to the low birth rate in Lauderhill.” “So that is why you initiated the pandemic, helping the population drop even further.” “It’s a good thing, humans are truly useless to us. All they do is hurt us, send us to our immediate demise, nothing good comes out of them. That is not all, I tried an interdependent breeding system and guess what?”

"We can't build a 'Society' on 'Chaos.' We need a 'Standard'! We need to know that a 'Bushel' of wheat is a 'Bushel' of wheat!" Avery realized the final "Friction" of her 150,000-word history. Humanity’s greatest fear was not "Slavery" or "Extinction"; it was "Irrelevance." In the "Symmetry," they were "Parts." In the "Ledger," they were "Assets." But in the "Deep-Earth-Wilding," they were simply "Passengers." The planet was no longer interested in "Human-Standard" utility.

"You sent assassins to kill my wife. You kidnapped my father. You call that a sanctuary?" "Necessary evils," Elder Sol said calmly. "We do not seek power, Jackson Sterling. We seek survival." He waved his hand. A holographic projection appeared in the air. It showed a strand of human DNA... unraveling. Rotting. "The human race is dying," Sol explained. "Pollution. Radiation. Genetic stagnation. In two hundred years, humanity will be infertile. Extinct." Serenity gasped. "So... you created the Element to fix it?"

I turn my gaze towards her and she quickly lowers her head. “Good morning master.” She says from her cage as I lift myself from my bed heading towards the shower. I nod my head at her in response. She’s still staring, boring holes at my back as I escape into the bathroom. I have a meeting with my brothers, the Beta and Gamma today. We need to talk about the progress of our rule and the fact that there has been a drastic decrease in the human population. This decrease affects the vampires as the blood supply is low and I’d rather die than feed my people’s blood to those spawns of Satan. Human blood is all we got so we really need to find a way for them to multiply. We need the vampires.

I echoed, staring into his haunting eyes. “Yes. The balance between worlds is off-kilter, and there are few humans left that tread the thin line between the mortal and spiritual realms. It's those walkers that have served as humanity's links to the divine for centuries. Shamen. Priestesses. Prophets. Witches. Their ranks have dwindled, nearing extinction, replaced by Science and the Material God. A crumbling wall cannot stand for long. Man grows corrupt and fouls the earth that feeds him. Belief is dwindling, and respect for the land is consumed by greed. Man runs out of resources, water, fuel. Civilization is unsustainable. It's high time for the demons and spirits of strife.”

Roger knew the secret of the matrix and Kathara's scheme as a "System" that they themselves had implanted in support of that phantom matrix. To modify future events and change the events of the serial killer, balance is necessary. Roger had already left his balance tilted to the left side... He needed that balance that Sara provided him with her selfless and loving acts, which had somehow opened Roger's heart. She had feelings of "Humanity"... He needed her and deep down he loved her. The question “What is humanity?” at first it seems trivial, perfectly obvious and unnecessary. However, if we take a closer look at the popular hypothesis about the origin of humans, we will stumble upon inadeq

Humanity resists, humanity grows, we did not need them. So why was there even a need for fighting? Humans were doing so well. Maybe the fae were right, maybe we couldn’t be trusted. It would seem humans were stagnant after all, at least in one area: greed. Were the fae right? Should they have distrusted us too much just because there will always be the greed of humanity and the hubris of our achievements?

That woman knows nothing about me, let alone my taste in women. I don't have much hope in my mother, but as usual, she's a professional when it comes to ruining the good impression she's made. "Please do; this year, Amon has decided to let these dirty humans join us since the population is decreasing, and he thinks it'll help them to meet each other. Can you imagine that?" She hisses with so much hate I can't fight the temptation. "Humans? That sounds interesting." I hum to myself.

Its darkness no longer consuming entire layers. Now it looked… tired. Lonely. Human. It looked toward me softly. “Will humans stop hurting each other now?” The question shattered my chest instantly. Because I wanted to say yes. I wanted to promise evolution would fix everything. But humanity doesn’t work like that. I swallowed hard. “No.” The network dimmed slightly. But I continued softly: “We’ll probably still fail each other sometimes.” Nathan nodded beside me. “We’ll still misunderstand each other.” Another pulse. “We’ll still make mistakes.”