
The Caveman
I was a caveman when they came. Only one step removed from other great apes1, they saw something in us that we couldn’t even imagine.
I was biologically manipulated and cybernetically2 enhanced. My changes were tested against huge machines3 daily.
I was happy to be chosen. Happy to be incredibly advanced compared to my original self.
Until they left.
I was just a play-thing to them. An experiment to be cast aside when they grew board with me.
I raged4 and committed unspeakable acts against my own kind. Punishment for them not being chosen. Punishment for me being the only one to me chosen5.
Punishing myself.
Over time, I grew bored of war6. I travelled the world and tried to teach peace instead.
But the people I met wanted only war.
So I retreated from that world. I locked myself in the cave7 of my creation. An advanced cage8 with a lock9 that won’t be broken by the people of my time. A place to sleep through the eons.
And dream.