I'm writing this, in a time that the reader might call the future. For centuries, progress had been based, and imagined, to create a fully utopian future. Well, let me just say that one cannot progress without failure. I am living proof of that failure, and have to deal with the perfection that emerged in result. The society that I call my home is not perfect; but far from it. There are the broken social classes, the corrupt governments, the misleaded predictions. Looking back on history, I understand why a lot of the predictions were made; it's because they only saw what was there, not what was coming. The past generations got a few things right though; orbital space stations shaped like massive floating wheels housing millions, smaller more personal aircraft, subsea residences, cyborg replacements for lost limbs, etc.. But what they didn't see among all of those amazing dreams was a continuously dissolving social order, and the emergence of new crimes, and new ways to "keep the peace".
I'm sitting in my home, in an eco-apartment nestled within the capital of a nation, whose government leaders I used to protect with my life. Instead, I ended up almost sacrificing myself to destroy most of them. It's funny, how a worldview and a large amount of Government goons, can brainwash you into thinking that what you're doing is right. I thought for the longest time, that all the lives I had ruined, or ended, were worth it in the big picture. I felt this way, until the nation that I lived for, took everything from me.
I live on Earth, as most humans and transhumans do nowadays. I used to call myself human, but after a few days in the Earth army- you start thinking otherwise. Humans need an intake of liquid, vitamins, and proteins to survive. Not to mention human contact and social/ cultural influence. Earth soldiers, or keepers, as the citizenry call them based on their reputation, live on a diet of Protein enhanced super foods and energy fluids. Briefing, and patrolling an ancient civilisations fair, is as much culture as most Keepers get. The Keepers are also some of the only beings not deeply rooted within the massive grid of the AI cyberminds, known as the Artilects. Most Earth soldiers start very young, and were either volunteers, poverty stricken, or orphaned at a young age. I, was none of these, rather I was caught in a rebellious mob on the Martian colony of Eden Prime, when I was age ten. I was hurt badly, and both of my Parents were killed in the Chaos, so the earthborn doctors took me back to be reconstructed. That, is when my life was turned from that of a peaceful Martian child, to a government experiment.