After the Syntai arrived, everything changed on Earth - for the better it seemed. The Syntai people had integrated into our society perfectly, and the planet as a whole became as peaceful as the Syntai seemed. I personally hadn’t ever interacted with them, but they appeared to be like everyone else on this world. They had families, their children went to school, the adults went to work, and for the most part they were upstanding citizens. My father had said that the Syntai were an extremely intelligent race. He had told me how they took high ranking positions in the military, the medical field, and some were even working with the government leaders. Like us humans, some were amazingly gifted, while the others just lived a life that simply made them happy.
It was after my sixteenth birthday when history began repeating itself. Through the history of human life every so many years there would be a war waged against a certain type of people, claiming that they were dangerous and cruel. This time, however, the general public was not as quick to jump on board. We were not going to go up against a race just because they were different. The media eagerly led us to believe that the Syntai were attacking our cities, but stories slowly began to leak out about government paranoids capturing the Syntai and killing them long before the first attack.
The Global Government dished out propaganda, and the media all too willingly fed it to us, lacing it with as much fear as they could. They began blaming the Syntai for the sudden changes in the atmosphere, the weather, the growing deserts, the disappearance of people, and even the destruction of whole cities. They argued that the Syntai had strategically placed themselves within our society to destroy the human race. Not all of us bought into it, especially since we had another feed of information, which took the government several years to find its source and shut it down.
This illegal feed of information was known as The Underground. It had been around for years, but had fallen silent shortly after the awareness of Syntai integration was peaceful among the nay-sayers. It wasn’t until the government had begun weaving its web of lies did the Underground reconnect with the world. According to the Underground, it was the Global Government behind what had happened, that the cities that were destroyed - killing practically everyone who lived there - were actually war zones between the government and the Syntai. The problem was that it was not clear who struck first.
After The Underground was silenced, the government began to openly strike down the Syntai and anyone who tried to help, causing the human race to divide. Soon everything was in chaos. No one knew who to trust. It wasn’t long before people began trying to take matters into their own hands, and the hope for a peaceful resolution quickly disappeared.
The Global Government had lost control and raised its ugly head. It created fortresses known as Facilities - very few people who were forced to enter ever came back out. The Global Government tightened its hold on civilization by sanctioning guidelines that you were to follow if you wanted to live. These rules drew a very thin line which stated that if you did not meet their criteria then you were against them, if you challenged any of their rulings then you were against them, if you did anything that you were told not to do then you were against them. Many died in the uprising that followed.
There are now three sides you can pick from. First, is the Iron Fist, formally known as the Global Government. The second is the Syntai, which humans didn’t join because the Syntai had become impossible to find. There were rumors that they hadn’t left the planet, but sightings were far and few between. The third is the Family, a group of individuals that have bonded together out of necessity. This is the group that humans who have any individuality and spirit left have accepted to be a part of - because the Iron Fist would destroy you for those two flaws.