[BurningBlade]

A long time ago, in this galaxy obviously, on this planet, whatever, lived a species with no name. We believed that our species started by a former intelegent species that had created us to live on as their successors, we followed this religion. We all suddenly appeared there, with knowledge of how to live and to mate, but nothing of our past.

For the first 100 years of our civilizations existance, which we called; "the smart age" was when we were the most intelegent species to over roam the universe and always will be. We were so smart and so fully advanced, that you could ask for almost anything that could be impossible today and get it. You name it, cloning machines, flying cars, intergalactic space traveling ships, we had houses under water and in the clouds.

Then suddenly, one of our species invented a beverage known as beer...our top scientists were drunk and throwing a huge party in the bio-chemical weapons lab and some drunken idiot hit the release button of a nuclear warhead, 92 missiles fired, destroying 6 billion, of our 7 billion people.

Beer was destroyed and never used again. Over the next 20 years we had sex and repopulated our species, but not until someone invented something known as "drugs". Our species tried drugs and saw no harmful effects, so it was released to the public, of course recently after the test subject tried it, he died from something weird, calling "lung barfing up disease". After our entire species, except a select few of us got high and died, there were on 200 of us left.

Aliens invaded and waged a great battle against us, we used our superior technology to fight them off, but the last remaining scientist knew we were doomed to extinction and he wishes as much as anyone that our religion and name would live on, and the achievements of our great civilization. He put me into a sort of hyperbolic state, so what seemed like minutes to me, was billions of years to the earth. I was awoke in the arms of a doctor from my, so-called mother and began living a new life.

My species left me with several details of what happened afterwards, once I was put into a hyperbolic state. We fired chemical weapons into the aliens mother ship and their stronghold in, what is known today as China, and destroyed them all. They fled, but only 6 of us were left alive. After the nuclear missiles' radiation destroyed all life on earth, we had no choice, we used our last rocket ship, took all our supplies and all records of our excistance, except me to space, where we recloned our species on another planet. Never again to make the same mistake again.

Our top scientist did leave something behind, to complete our religions final request, that we design another species to live on as our successors, we created 20 people and shrunk them, as I into hyperbolic form, but they'd wake up far before me. The 20 people learned and developed overtime and named themselves, Humans. I awoke in the year 1985 where technology was greater than when the Humans were released.

That is the story, of The Long Forgotten People of Earth, who will someday, come back to Earth and share their glories and success with the Humans.

[colosos]

I like the theme of your story but its somewhat unpolished (no offense) if you took time to edit it you will discover a lot of little errors such as intelegent. Also i think if you change the perspective of the story from first to 3rd it would make a huge difference in they way the story is presented. In my opinion the story sounds like a story passed down through oral tradition, if you still want to keep this tone you can do it while in 3rd person, but it will add a more general tone to the story you're trying to tell, and besides all scifi esque stories sound better in 3rd person. Thats just my opinion

[kitten]

I'm not really sure what to make of this. It has the hallmark of something that could be interesting but it reads like a treatment -- the extremely brief synopsis of a story you intend to flesh out. Almost everything in this could become a seriously interesting chapter of an altogether more complete story.

"For the first 100 years.." Come on, don't gloss over this. Let's hear of the trials and tribulations of the people. Same with "Aliens invaded..." There's a chapter here. There are several chapters there! We want to hear the details of these wars, struggles, conquests, defeats. What the scientists did, what the people left behind to survive.

There are grammatical issues, but I'm leaving those aside. I encourage you to take each part of this and round it out into a couple of pages at least, and come back with something beautiful.

[beverent]

The story is too vague. I'm sorry but I did not appreciate it much. It would be better if you had added more story into it. The theme is not really good for me. Your story lack on details and its very important if you this kind of stuff, fiction. Well, goodluck on your next stories.

[Perscription]

I really dont know what to make of this. I can see what your idea is and where you are going, but I dont think you conveyed it with the justice it perhaps deserved. Its almost like you wrote this stoned or something, had five lines in your head and wrote downn one. Its just missing something.