In the year 3021 the dark war threatened to destroy all life on earth
Everything seemed hopeless
But a group of scientists sent away a ship full of their children before all was lost.
The young man in charge was entrusted with a file containing the most important events of human history.
When they were sure it was safe to return they started their journey back home.
But when they arrived...everything was destroyed.
The young man found only one solution: hide the contents of the file from the next generation...
...and start a new era...where only the strong would survive.
Now, 23 years later, a group of hackers born in this new era are rebels against the system created by the one that everyone now calls...the elder.
I'm your only hope.
As your Elder, obey me and we will make a new future.
Are you connected?
Of course.
Have I ever failed?
But is it safe?
Since when is anything safe in this stinking ghetto?
But I think this time the Elder's rats won't be able to locate it.
Never underestimate the elder.
Remember he created this net.
The net was already created, Nador.
He just started it up again.
Encrypting all the history files.
Because...
without historical knowledge, we're easier to govern.(they laugh)
Alright, save the jokes.
Where's this meeting taking place?
Between the mountains and the black lake.
Opposite Ghetto 3.
They'll cross over in a motor boat.
I'll go with Shadow.
Cyro, Nuyta, and Ergo, you three control the net...
Open the grotto.
It's going to be dark soon. They won't risk crossing in the light.
Negative.
I see their boat.
Are you sure? Because I don't see anything.
I do.
If your eagle eyes see it, then
there's no room for doubt, right
Right.
How many are there?
Two.
Okay, here they come. But...
they call that little wreck a motor boat?!
Hope they don't sink in the stinking lake.
Hi,
we're Serator and Karton,
from the Seekers.
You must be the Moles.
Cut the introductions, this ain't no party.
Come on, grab that thing you call a boat and follow us before we're spotted.
If we've got to cross the mountains, we should hide it around here.
We're going to cross them alright, but not over 'em, through'em.
Why else do you think we're called the moles?
Come on, this way.
What a pile of junk you've got here!
The guest is a comedian.
But I bet you'd like this pile of junk to save your tail,right?
I'm sorry...
we don't really mean it.
We really need your help.
Data?
What?
Shadow never wastes words. She's telling you to give us all the information.
In other words, what do you want?
Ok,
as you know, we've spent years backing up all the files containing our history,
encrypted by the System.
That's nothing new. We're all searching for the same thing.
Well sure, but we found the key file.
From year 0 of the old era.
What??!!!!
