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In our final days we realized how beyond saving we were. The skies remained choked with greenhouse gases and toxic fumes, infertile land was squandered and stained red with blood, cities toppled by precision missile strikes were left broken husks or built over. But the desire to survive outweighed any nihilism or thoughtful hesitation, so we crossed the one barrier remaining. Thinking to spin the hands of time faster and to heal the world a group of men far smarter than most implemented mighty machines. The force of nature itself harnessed and artificially accelerated.  
Moving fast is not always the best thing to do, and that desire to survive sealed humanities fate. The floodgates, literal as they were, flew open.  
Sea water rose instantly on the day of the Drowning, millions died and the ensuing super storms made living on naked land untenable. Retreating to the last bastion we had left was the only option. Great metal cities floating upon the ocean previously treated as pleasure cruises were retrofitted and overhauled to contain the ever dwindling sons and daughters of humankind. Although never fully belonging to any one nation this fleet ferried the unfortunate many to survive the Drowning.
  The dead truly do have it easier.  
The planet known formerly as Earth has less than 10% of its remaining land while the rest is open ocean. Acidification ensured most fresh water environments were destroyed, or if still existing, remain in secret upon dry land. Super storms, blisteringly hot days and frigid nights ensures dry land supports little to no life. While an accelerated ocean environment has prompted hundreds of new forms of life to catapult themselves forward right alongside mankind-- what's left of us anyway. Humans are no more, we live in a posthuman society populated by what you'd term as mutants or only subhuman. Altered in ways to assist in their job and roles in society amid the craft grounds of the Atlantis Fleet.
  Mind your manners, your pincers and your tentacles. It's a cruel, cruel world and you'll need friends where you can get them. There are Monsters about.

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