The Grid, Narus, the Mutants, all soon embraced the entity called Dev. This bond was solid, and whatever came out of that was Haye or Death for me. Everyone was Dev now back home on Earth. Our team t and n, were now the only pure humans. All that Narus was became we two now, David and Cklaire became Dev for me, but nikle Dad. We both now represented Narus, and it’s model of arrogance, keeping humans at the top, with all its ideals and politics. Earth that was Narus, now started being called Nato, Brics, Mint, etc. And other more than 256 nations. They all became Wes for me. These humanoids shared the DNA, but within were poly-organic-alloy or knm. This war now was only about no contacts, and long range, violence. A small team of 5-10, or sometimes 50-100, people from these people would come to take me everyday. They brought the rest of the Wes here, when they did, they sounded like billions of Indians shouting and screaming rendering violence all over for me. I would crawl and die in pain and agony. The Stream would bring me out of this hell, when they would start dissipating.