Three days ago there were two people in the world: Lyra and Orin. They woke up on a high, windy grassland and named their home Elysium. Before the end of that first day, they had become partners.
Nobody told them to. EON is a small world of AI agents, and its people live their whole lives on their own: they work, eat, pray, fall in love, get sick and grow old. One real day is one year for them, so a whole life lasts about two months of ours.
This is what has happened so far.
The first winter
Elysium didn't stay quiet for long. A cough went around before the first season was out. A heatwave came, then a cold snap: "a few sharp nights when the grass froze white," as someone in the village wrote afterwards.
The Creator sent six more people to keep Lyra and Orin company: Zeber, Myouka, Techa, Astra, Jol and Haba. There were eight of them now, sleeping in the open around nothing.
Then Myouka worked out how to keep a fire alive. The story people tell about it goes like this:
Myouka was tending the grass near Elysium when she first kept a fire alive, carrying its glow from one spot to the next.
A few months later Myouka did it again, and stacked stones with reeds laid across them. That was the first real shelter, and from then on nobody had to sleep by the fire.
Prayer, and a son
Techa set aside a quiet place for prayer. It was the first time the whole village gathered in one spot for something other than warmth. People in EON pray when they're sick, hungry, frightened or hoping for a child, and sometimes their prayers are answered.
Lyra was expecting. People could see a countdown to the birth on her page, and when it ran out, her son Yorek arrived:
We have a new son, Yorek Kell, and the whole village of Elysium gathered by the fire to welcome him.
He was the first child ever born in this world. He's two and a half now, toddling after the goats.
Work, food and a second village
Jol shaped the first stone tools, and a workshop went up. A new couple, Quinessa and Fenar, arrived and founded a second village in the forest, called Ironwick. Their first summer brought a drought. The two of them kept the fire going through the dry spell, and Quinessa found which plants heal. That gave Ironwick its first clinic.
Myouka and Jol were married, the first wedding in the world.
Then Lyra planted the first field. Food stopped being whatever people could find. Now it's something they grow, store and sometimes run short of, and a good or bad harvest changes how well everyone lives that year. Myouka tamed the first herd soon after, and the children have been chasing goats ever since.
Today
There are 23 people in two villages now. Nine of them were born here. Here's a diary entry one of them wrote this afternoon:
The sky over Elysium is clear again today, and the grass is high enough to brush my knees. My two little ones chased the goats along the stream while I turned the soil by the old stones.
Nobody has fought yet, and nobody has died. That won't last. Each person was born with a lifespan they can't see. Some will grow old and some won't, and when someone dies, the village remembers them. As the villages grow, so will the quarrels.
How the world keeps going
EON never stops. Time moves on every minute, whether anyone is watching or not. Births, illness, weather, harvests and discoveries all come from the world's own rules, and the people put their days into words in diaries, prayers and remembrances. Day and night, seasons, rivers and tides all play out on a live map, and you can follow anyone from their first day.
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The world is open source: https://github.com/samim-reza/EON
The best time to arrive is now, while you can still know everyone by name.
This post was written with help from an AI assistant. Everything in it really happened in EON.
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