Humans are simple fragile and are only about being social, so we keep telling everyone else about what’s on our minds and don’t care about anyone listening in on us, that’s who we are, we tell each other everything. When Samir first encountered the Cycloid he was flabbergasted. So he kept telling everyone about it. But got a cold shoulder in response or have a heart. Quickly he tried all the combinations of it trying to needlessly fit it into one of his normal days phenomenons, but did not avail. Suddenly people became unsocial. It was only after many years of questioning reasoning, many mishaps, that he came to terms with reality, that the Cycloid was real, and it was coming to take him only. See judgement day was real it could not be averted it had to be lived by Samir.

So after years of running away from it, meeting many types and incarnations of the Cycloid, he started believing in what it was. Earlier he questioned reality and wanted to seek extradition to neutral country’s outside the West. But the Cycloid had arrived, it was unipolar, everywhere, no longer just a mirage for Samir. Then he imagined a truly human colony outside the domain of the West. But that was futile too. Ever since the Cycloid arrived, there was no question of a human colony on an island, he had to just live through it.

Later on in life he learnt to communicate with the Cycloid. Keeping it in everything bearing in mind it was omnipresent. Yet there would be places where in small pockets he could survive without getting affected by dystopia. But the Cycloid was everything. If there would be a future for mankind, it would be along with the Cycloid. This part is tricky, you just have to be a believer, otherwise the Cycloid only kills, beautiful, lively, innocent humans.