WIP: Introduction to a story

To the reader whom might find yourself behind the pages of this book, I warn thee. Some of this is not a tale for those faint of heart. Neither is it a tale many will believe is written in the correct time. As for those who will be offended by finding your dear ancestors within these pages and are offended thereof, I apologise.
 However, as of the year 2109, I have grown old and weary. The tales of the World War 3 – Or more commonly known as World War Genocide – need to be told, despite how many will object this point of view. “It is too soon” they might object. But I disagree. For the ones who were there during the war, the ones who saw it before their own eyes, they are old. Some more than others. And in not much more than a generation or two, they will be gone.
 And thus, I promise you, reader, that what will be seen from these pages is the story of two people. Myself and William, who passed away little more than three months ago. He never got to see the final work, despite how enthusiastic he had become about it.
 I owe him a large thanks for this. His spirit lives on within these pages, as he guided me through it. As did my P.A.L. of course – My “Problematic Ailment Solution”, as the companies so smartly named these handy little robots. At least, he can write these tales down for me.

I feel like I've more made this a warning and a “thanks” than a proper introduction. So I'll introduce you to the story, but make it short – Considering how most know how the War started.
 In 2023 a company called Aristocracy rose to power. By that time, William was 28 and I 26. Aristocracy quickly expanded with some of the most brilliant minds of the time, offering them jobs they could not refuse. It expanded to almost three million employees before the tide turned.
 The war broke out in the dreaded day, now known as “The Start of the End”. Of course, it wasn't the final end – But during the time, it very much seemed like it. A most ironical date as well, considering “America”'s history. 11th September, 2024.
 It was the Free Union which swiftly began the war. America and Canada, as well as UK. Their attacks with atomic, chemical and technological attacks upon the world changed it to a strange husk of it's former glory.
 South America, as known, received the blow of the largest explosion known in Mankind’s history. A huge explosion of Antimatter, gathered from thunder storms over a span of several years as well as artificially produced, nearly annihilated the continent. What's left of it, is called the Memoir Islands now.
 Resistance was struck down rather quickly. So much for the “Free” part. Well, as you might be able to figure, people began to gather up to fight. That was when it really evolved into a “World War”.
 Originally there were three big competitors in the war. The Free Union of States, The People's Army and Aristocracy. Yes, Aristocracy too. Apparently, the leader had discovered what this coalition of lands were up to, and had been preparing a military branch to fight them off.
 Not long after the War's start, however, The Free Union announced the demise of the People's Army. Left was the Democratic Aristocracy of Sapiar and the Free Union. They fought each other in all manner of ways, from spies to poisoning of food.
 At the time where this book begins, Sapiar controls most of Europa, as well as the northern Africa. The Union controls America – Or “Paradisa” as they so foolishly have called it – as well as the North Pole. Asia, Austria and Africa is infected by extremely dangerous nano-technology improved wild-life and the remains of South America is still uninhabitable.
 This is a tale from two sides – The Soldier of the Union and the Scientist of the Aristocracy.