The Origin of CyberPunk.....A Legend by King Cy
Before the First Day, King Cy saw his reflection in the fabric of the cosmos, and wanted to duplicate the circumstances that led to his creation, in a place...that was no longer his own.
On the First Day, he created constructs of metal and stone, and gave these constructs to mankind, so that they could manipulate and conquer their environment, to make for themselves a steady place in the world....and it was good.
On the Second Day, as the storms thundered below, King Cy decided to harness the power that sparked through them and merge it with his constructs, creating electrical constructs with amazing potential...and it was good.
On the Third Day, he gave these amplified constructs to man...and it was good.
On the Fourth Day, inspired by humanity's appreciation, intrigue and infatuation with his gifts, he agreed to work with them to advance these constructs, to make them more intricate and complex (far earlier then he had planned). This gave humanity the power to perform amazing technological feats. Time and time again, their ingenuity made the impossible possible...and it was good.
On the Fifth Day, King Cy was alarmed when he came to understand that in mankind's capable, curious hands, the constructs, in each of their new, various forms, were advancing far faster than they could control, faster...than he ever thought possible. As a race, they weren't culturally mature enough for the innovations and power that this advancement brought. Society degraded as a result, and through this degradation they would soon come to the edge, the fork in the road whose paths were either creation or destruction...and this was good.
On the Sixth Day, mankind had finally melded with these constructs as he had planned...and it wasn't good, not good at all, not as he thought it would be, not as it had been when his people had...so long ago...but it wasn't bad, for now, though they had the potential to destroy all that he had given them, including themselves, they now also possessed the astounding capability to create that which was beyond even his imagination. It was a duplication of the very same chaos that had spawned him, it wasn't good nor bad....it was CYBERPUNK.
On the Seventh Day, well, even he didn't know what happens on the seventh day, for it had not come yet. It wouldn't come until mankind moved past the precipice and chose between the two paths now laid out before them. It had come in his time, in his place, his people had chosen the right path instantly. The merging of the Creators and the Created pushed them to an entirely new level of existence in which harmony, prosperity, and peace reigned supreme. This decision wasn't swiftly made by mankind, as he thought it would be...but the option was now open to them unlike it has been any other time in their existence. His mission was complete and he....
He Awoke.
Cy awoke in his studio apartment bordering the slums of Night City. As he sat up in his cot, he realized that the sound that stirred him awake was the screeching coming from the many locks on his door...someone was picking them. Still in his bed, his legs covered by a thin blanket, his raised his right arm and pointed it to the door before his hand opened up and folded back, revealing the Plasma Cannon implant that was subtly concealed by the Nu-Skin grafted onto its metallic exterior. A moment later, his door burst open and three vagrants flooded in.
BOOM! BOOM!
Two of them fell before him with a hole the size of a bowling ball burned into their chests.
The third dropped to his knees in defeat, he didn't know that he was fucking with the likes of Cy. He didn't pray, beg or plead for his life...he just stared into Cy's eyes. Cy stared back at the glowing green lights that were once this braindance junkies retinas and his mind wandered back to the sentiment of his dream. Was it possible, could humanity one day reach that state of civilization in which violence was unnecessary, a state of being in which poverty and war was replaced with abundance and peace?
Perhaps ONE day, but don't Today.
.....................BOOM!
Hope you enjoyed it, tell me if you want more!!!
Before the First Day, King Cy saw his reflection in the fabric of the cosmos, and wanted to duplicate the circumstances that led to his creation, in a place...that was no longer his own.
On the First Day, he created constructs of metal and stone, and gave these constructs to mankind, so that they could manipulate and conquer their environment, to make for themselves a steady place in the world....and it was good.
On the Second Day, as the storms thundered below, King Cy decided to harness the power that sparked through them and merge it with his constructs, creating electrical constructs with amazing potential...and it was good.
On the Third Day, he gave these amplified constructs to man...and it was good.
On the Fourth Day, inspired by humanity's appreciation, intrigue and infatuation with his gifts, he agreed to work with them to advance these constructs, to make them more intricate and complex (far earlier then he had planned). This gave humanity the power to perform amazing technological feats. Time and time again, their ingenuity made the impossible possible...and it was good.
On the Fifth Day, King Cy was alarmed when he came to understand that in mankind's capable, curious hands, the constructs, in each of their new, various forms, were advancing far faster than they could control, faster...than he ever thought possible. As a race, they weren't culturally mature enough for the innovations and power that this advancement brought. Society degraded as a result, and through this degradation they would soon come to the edge, the fork in the road whose paths were either creation or destruction...and this was good.
On the Sixth Day, mankind had finally melded with these constructs as he had planned...and it wasn't good, not good at all, not as he thought it would be, not as it had been when his people had...so long ago...but it wasn't bad, for now, though they had the potential to destroy all that he had given them, including themselves, they now also possessed the astounding capability to create that which was beyond even his imagination. It was a duplication of the very same chaos that had spawned him, it wasn't good nor bad....it was CYBERPUNK.
On the Seventh Day, well, even he didn't know what happens on the seventh day, for it had not come yet. It wouldn't come until mankind moved past the precipice and chose between the two paths now laid out before them. It had come in his time, in his place, his people had chosen the right path instantly. The merging of the Creators and the Created pushed them to an entirely new level of existence in which harmony, prosperity, and peace reigned supreme. This decision wasn't swiftly made by mankind, as he thought it would be...but the option was now open to them unlike it has been any other time in their existence. His mission was complete and he....
He Awoke.
Cy awoke in his studio apartment bordering the slums of Night City. As he sat up in his cot, he realized that the sound that stirred him awake was the screeching coming from the many locks on his door...someone was picking them. Still in his bed, his legs covered by a thin blanket, his raised his right arm and pointed it to the door before his hand opened up and folded back, revealing the Plasma Cannon implant that was subtly concealed by the Nu-Skin grafted onto its metallic exterior. A moment later, his door burst open and three vagrants flooded in.
BOOM! BOOM!
Two of them fell before him with a hole the size of a bowling ball burned into their chests.
The third dropped to his knees in defeat, he didn't know that he was fucking with the likes of Cy. He didn't pray, beg or plead for his life...he just stared into Cy's eyes. Cy stared back at the glowing green lights that were once this braindance junkies retinas and his mind wandered back to the sentiment of his dream. Was it possible, could humanity one day reach that state of civilization in which violence was unnecessary, a state of being in which poverty and war was replaced with abundance and peace?
Perhaps ONE day, but don't Today.
.....................BOOM!
Hope you enjoyed it, tell me if you want more!!!
