The treatments sometimes were tedious, other times the treatments were torture with the pain that could lance through her. It was enough to wish for a death that would never come. The administrators had determined that in order for survival to be obtained for the race there had to be alterations, and they hired on the finest scientists and genetic researchers to determine how to alter the race to assure survival. If anything the labs were structured to assure that the fittest and the finest would come out of the treatments. Playing God was something the administrators would not bat a lash at. The administrators had found a circle of prestigious individuals with the income to fund the genetic research labs. The circle was soon called the Order of the Sacred and Esteemed and the Order began to realize the potential to create a race that would be a benefit to them.
The Order called in demands for the new race to be established with a caste system and ranking from slaves to warriors, and from the esteemed to the Sacred that would forge their new world and civilization. The Order explained to the remaining members of the society that this was necessary and required for their first born to be offered to the Program to prove they were dignified members of society and that they were going through with their social obligation to assist in the survival of their civilization. It was the Grace of God, they would explain to the remaining members of society, that upon a time of strife and disease they would be given a full blooded Sacred to save them.
The remaining members of the civilization called the presence of the Sacred as a miracle and a blessing. In awe of the sight of a creature forged in a likeness so similar to their own appearance yet far more beautiful. Glistening skin, sinuous beauty, exquisite voices, and the presence that would set the Sacred separate from the rest' glorious wings. It was this vision of the creature in chains and the promise that they would take this gift of God as a martyr and miracle to help their society survive. A promise of Hope as the blood of the Sacred would be used to save them all" and perhaps, the Order promised, if they were lucky, to breed and create their own caste system of the Sacred.
There was no denying the sudden onslaught of willing members of society to offer their first born to the Program in hopes that one of their own offspring may become blessed, may become a Sacred"
The Order called in demands for the new race to be established with a caste system and ranking from slaves to warriors, and from the esteemed to the Sacred that would forge their new world and civilization. The Order explained to the remaining members of the society that this was necessary and required for their first born to be offered to the Program to prove they were dignified members of society and that they were going through with their social obligation to assist in the survival of their civilization. It was the Grace of God, they would explain to the remaining members of society, that upon a time of strife and disease they would be given a full blooded Sacred to save them.
The remaining members of the civilization called the presence of the Sacred as a miracle and a blessing. In awe of the sight of a creature forged in a likeness so similar to their own appearance yet far more beautiful. Glistening skin, sinuous beauty, exquisite voices, and the presence that would set the Sacred separate from the rest' glorious wings. It was this vision of the creature in chains and the promise that they would take this gift of God as a martyr and miracle to help their society survive. A promise of Hope as the blood of the Sacred would be used to save them all" and perhaps, the Order promised, if they were lucky, to breed and create their own caste system of the Sacred.
There was no denying the sudden onslaught of willing members of society to offer their first born to the Program in hopes that one of their own offspring may become blessed, may become a Sacred"