“I, a long time ago, lived in a world that was damaged by my kind repeatedly for nearly 1000 years. I remember it like it wasn’t yesterday, because now it is an afterthought. War broke out very soon after we, the humans took to the stars to live. If you know anything about mankind, destruction and controversy must follow and to protect ourselves, the civilized men in the stars, we created weapons of mass destruction that hung down over the earth. Perhaps we thought, since the weapons were below us on our home we were in the heavens, risen and living above petty human squabbling. We in were fact human, no genetic natural mutations, no cloning, no Android parts (unless you lost a limb) and certainly no assistance from a god; we made ourselves live forever. Which brings the question you are all wondering, how old am I? Why do I look like I am 17, but speak like I am 300?” The man scanned the room looking for one to answer his question. Sure with enough searching one boy lifted his hand and he pointed to it.
“The advance of technology in year 2347… the E-3986 serum. Also known as the Eternal Gas or Ethereal.” The man nodded his head in approval after the boy spoke. At this point in history, children were taught so well they could hold four times the amount of information three generations of fully qualified professors from say Harvard could hold in their lifetime. He needed no explanation from him, having witnessed the growth of human society from the valleys of earth to the celestial emptiness of space.
“That’s right. I have no reason to even tell you a story. You already know.” The man got up from his chair floating towards the glass. Throughout his sentence he man raised his voice progressively at the children who were no younger than 6 and no older than 10. “But what do you know? What if I said things like… fuck you? I hate you? What if I go and break your arm, you little shit?” He pounded at the glass as he spoke. A tear dropped out of his eye, whose iris was supposedly the must frigid able to stop a mans life who was bold enough to stare, but the children stared back, too ignorant of what the man knew was their short coming.
Shortly after, another man dressed in the same uniform as the children floated in. “Time to go,” he said robotically. The children floated out freely beyond the door and then it closed behind them. The man in white looked at the man draped in nothing but his skin. He laughed, no he pretended to laugh, that doesn’t exist here. “You truly are dangerous. I have 7 of you here. The others we sent to the sun are trapped on the sun, the only thing that can kill you is you apparently. You should give up, surely being in a glass case for 100 years causes a mental strain on you.”
The naked man peered into his eyes. The man in white started to bleed from his nose and quickly noticing his mistake, rushes for his glasses and puts them on. His once bloody running nose ended, leaving it to coagulate at a standstill. The man walked away, “amazingly eternal.” The automatic doors closed behind him.