With the birth of artificial intelligence came the “technological singularity.” Humanity, on the verge of reaching the stars and venturing into the cosmos, entered a golden age of rapid technological progress.
But even then, they went to war with extraterrestrial beings invading Earth, and suffered defeat in a cataclysmic war unlike any before.
Time passed, and a thousand years went by in the blink of an eye.
Humanity was driven into a narrow territory, stripped of its former prosperity. Technology rapidly regressed after their defeat, and all they could do was hide their fear and despair beneath a false peace.
And in this closed-off, bleak age a thousand years later, when the future had vanished from sight, a man who had been born in the golden age but gravely wounded on the battlefield at humanity's end and forced into hibernation, Lu Mo, awoke once more.
He had escaped the fate of dying in defeat, but everything he had known had vanished over the course of a thousand years.
Yet newly awakened, he had no idea that although civilization had fallen, hope of passing on its legacy remained.
(PS: I've already written seven books totaling ten million words, but I'm still hopeless at titles and blurbs, so... please read the main story for details.)
