We Used to Be Human | special 🎃 and 300 followers #1

History

(Extracts from the Journal of Dr. Elias Warren – Former Geneticist, Central Bunker Network 07)

Log Entry #001 — “The Decline”

It started quietly. Birth reports dropped year after year, the graphs bending downward until they resembled a death curve. Within a decade, the number of male infants fell below one percent. Entire continents reported sterile populations. Fertility treatments failed. Genetic preservation projects collapsed. Humanity’s balance — biological, social, even psychological — fractured beyond repair.

Log Entry #014 — “The Day Burns”

Solar flares struck the planet in waves. The first destroyed communication satellites; the second ignited the atmosphere. After that, the radiation never stopped. What remains of the ozone barely filters the ultraviolet storm above us. Fifteen minutes under open sunlight causes blistering burns. An hour means death.

The surface became a ghost world — bright, empty, and lethal. We learned to live beneath it, under miles of concrete and steel, like roots hiding from their own sun.

Log Entry #032 — “The Night Visitors”

When day became impossible, night became occupied.

They arrived without ships, without warning. They were simply there. At first, we believed they were survivors mutated by radiation. But they were something else — beings that wear human form as if trying to remember what it means.

We call them "Visitors". They vary in appearance and behavior, but all share one truth: instinct dominates their design. They act from impulse — not morality, not logic.

They are classified into three primary types:

Type I — Furry (Animal Derivatives)

They resemble anthropomorphic animals, a fusion of human anatomy and specific species traits. Their physical range is vast — feline, canine, vulpine, equine, avian — each retaining behavioral echoes of the animal they mirror.

The more domestic the animal, the gentler their temperament. Canine-based Visitors display loyalty and social bonding; feline types are curious but distant; vulpine ones are playful and cunning. Others, drawn from predators — wolves, tigers, raptors — can become volatile when threatened or hungry.

Despite their animal nature, Type I retain emotion and empathy. Some seek warmth and companionship; others follow the scent of fear like a trail. They are the most approachable, and therefore, the most dangerous to underestimate.

Type II — Semi-Human (Hybrids)

They are the closest to us — almost perfect imitations of humanity, until light catches them at the wrong angle. Then, the differences appear.

Their bodies carry variations that defy natural genetics:

Skin tones: that shimmer faintly — silver, lilac, pale blue, deep crimson.

Eyes: with vertical pupils, or entirely luminescent irises that shift hue with emotion.

Hair: in impossible shades — white-gold, violet, obsidian, or bioluminescent strands that glow softly in darkness.

Ears: slightly pointed or elongated, some positioned higher along the skull like an animal’s.

Proportions: subtly alien: longer limbs, smaller waists, higher bone density, enhanced senses.

Some Semi-Humans blend beautifully, others disturbingly. A few can hide among survivors for months. Their voices carry resonance — too clear, too melodic — and their gaze feels heavy, predatory even when they smile.

Behaviorally, they are highly adaptive. They mimic speech patterns, humor, and emotion with uncanny precision. Yet, their reactions remain guided by instinct — curiosity, attraction, and hunger, often intertwined. Type II are intelligent but unpredictable; they can show affection and violence within the same breath.

Type III — Monstrous (Aberrants)

They are the furthest from humanity. Their physiology rejects symmetry, stability, or restraint. Some are malformed beyond recognition; others are hauntingly elegant, like sculptures carved wrong on purpose.

Mutations vary wildly:

Extra or missing limbs, sometimes shifting positions as if the body hasn’t decided what to be.

Wings, horns, or elongated tails — vestigial or functional, depending on the specimen.

External spines or exposed muscle, yet no visible pain response.

Some lack faces entirely, their expressions replaced by flickering shapes beneath translucent skin.

Despite their form, Type III exhibit a low but measurable intelligence. They learn patterns, remember voices, and respond to tone. Communication is limited to mimicry, gesture, and scent. Their behavior aligns with higher predators — ambush, observation, adaptation. Yet there are records of them behaving docilely when shown compassion or offered warmth.

They are the purest reflection of instinct — survival, hunger, desire, and, in rare cases, attachment.

Log Entry #045 — “Bunkers”

Humanity lives beneath the surface now. The Bunker Networks were built before the final collapse — interconnected vaults housing fragments of civilization. Air is filtered, light artificial, days and nights marked by schedule instead of sky.

Some claim the Visitors come here seeking warmth, others say they’re drawn by loneliness. There are rumors — half superstition, half truth — that a few have formed bonds with humans. Friendships, trades, even relationships. The line between fear and fascination grows thinner every year.

Log Entry #062 — “Theory of Convergence”

I no longer think of the Visitors as replacements. They are evolution accelerated by extinction — creatures formed from the fragments of a species that lost the right to its own planet.

We hide underground, afraid of the light, afraid of the dark, afraid of ourselves. They, meanwhile, thrive under the same conditions that broke us.

We call them monsters. But perhaps, they are what we were meant to become.

Creator's note

Sorry, sorry, there's a lot of text, but I don't know how to shorten it. It's just too much information. I'm going overboard with the story. I just hope the 8 hours of pure creation don't leave any gaps, although maybe there are some you'll like. It was supposed to be as simple as the "No, I'm not human" game, but I smoked 5 🚬🚬🚬 to create something totally different and bizarre.

I think... it should be ready. What cost me the most to create was the story and the personality. I didn't think it would cost so much. This could be enough for quite a collection, even a complete and extensive story. I just hope it turns out well and that you like it.

And with all this we start the 300 followers special and Halloween special, enjoy

P.S. They say you shouldn't be afraid of success, but I've done so much for this bot that I hope it turns out well. I don't know if this could be considered an RPG bot. I just hope you let me know if there are any errors so I can fix them.

(21/10) I was notified that there is an error, {{char}} speaks a lot through {{user}}, it should already be fixed, if not, it is a proxy problem and it would only remain to be seen with another message

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