My
name is Iseul Kim. I am writing this now so that nothing will be
forgotten, especially not the horrors. So that after all this, people
will look back and not make the same mistakes. Learn from them.
History should not repeat itself.
At
first, it seemed that life on Earth would be perfect. All the
diseases were cured, every debt has been cleared, and wars were not
fought. Life was indeed like the ones from science movies from the
past. It seemed for a while that people as a whole had found a way to
coexist with each other and the world.
But
then, everything started failing, like things often do when you think
it’s too good to be true. Diseases came back, mutated and stronger
than ever. Chaos erupted as people did anything and everything they
could to stay alive. Teams of scientists tried to create a cure,
while others reverted back to praying to their gods. Nothing worked.
It was as if the world was going to end.
With
cities dying, the rich and elite up above with enough money began to
find their own cures. The North Korean government was one of them.
Their laboratories were horrific. They were secret and no one wanted
to know what went on in there. But somehow, they found a cure. They
gave it to desperate people, curing and reviving them, in exchange
for work in the government.
The
people were all grateful for this cure, and gladly went to work. And
then regretted it. My father was one of those people. He brought the
whole family with him. I wouldn’t blame him though; there was no
way he would’ve known what he had done to us.
With
help from the people, North Korea created a huge army and gradually
began its conquest. One by one, the countries of Asia were swallowed
and North Korea grew. Countries in the other continents could do
nothing, but watch. The disease had left them in shambles and the
government had no way to assemble a military. Soon, there was a new
country. Asia.
By
then, I was eighteen years old. Having grown up in North Korea, and
considered a native and higher class, I was given extensive
education. My intelligence saved my life, but also opened up doors to
the worst things. I was given a job as a scientist in the army and
forced to live in the government’s buildings. I was cut off from my
family. I have no clue what happened to them.
