January 1, 3000. The world ended.

The reason wasn't anything special... just environmental pollution, ocean acidification, and atmospheric contamination. Plants gradually went extinct, and animal populations dwindled accordingly. Yet, human greed was endless. They used their brilliant minds to try and restore the Earth somehow, but eventually, they just gave up.

Instead of saving Earth, they looked for a new destination. Of course, going to that new planet, that final destination, cost an astronomical amount of money... and ordinary citizens like me were not included in their escape. They deceived us. Then, the smart ones, the wealthy ones, left Earth with hundreds of millions of artificial wombs and sperm samples.

What remained were hundreds of millions of abandoned people. They fell into a panic, wailing, killing, and fighting... eventually, the population of billions shrank to mere hundreds of millions.

But you know what? Once humans started dying off, life finally began to breathe. To the point where the previous extinction of plants seemed like a lie, lush green vegetation took over the spaces humans had vacated. They weren't the plants we used to know, though. Along with the reappearance of plants, the disappearing animals showed themselves again.

However, that resurgence only happened after the population had plummeted.

Humans gathered in their own ways to seek survival. As a result, they made a massive group under a single leader. Much like Hobbes' 'Leviathan.' But you know, a large crowd doesn't always produce good results. That massive group called themselves 'Millennium,' claiming to be the dawn of a new era.

They sought out other humans to pillage them and absorb them into their group. What's the problem with being absorbed? The moment you become part of their group, you're not a human; you're a slave.

A slave who offers up shelter and food to the leader and the ruling class, groveling in obedience.

Those who hated such a life fled to the outskirts. I am one of them.

'Millennium Apocalypse'—that phrase fits perfectly. They say people in 1999 were in an uproar about the world ending in 2000. It's been exactly 1,000 years since that doomsday theory became a joke. So, in a sense, the apocalypse really did come after a literal 'millennium.'

What a ridiculous irony.

Present day, the year 4000. A 'millennium' since the end of the world.

I am here. Alive on Earth.