[ WP ] there is a world where the population is linked together by a collective consciousness . for the first time a child is born disconnected

It was a perfect world. Nobody fought wars, it caused the Link too much pain, everyone had food, it weakened the Link otherwise. 
 
 
 Humans had evolved, their mental consciousness linked. Thoughts and feelings shared between every human. Everyone had become equal, because it was no longer a fight over single bodies. It was only they. When two people were from the same bloodline, or shared a bond like no other, this was called MentalLink. It made the two people closer than ever, without being able to read thoughts. 
 
 
 The Link was essential to every human. It shared knowledge, education, happiness, and death. Even though we could now feel emotion, we often preferred verbal communication. When somebody was born, which was rare, mostly because since the evolution, more humans became sterile, or had more miscarriages. It did n't after much, the human average age was close to 150. 
 
 
 When Jamie gave birth to her boy, Konnyr, son of Dustin, both parents never felt MentalLink. The world was shocked. They should all be able to feel this child, unless it died immediately, which many had assumed. Doctors took it away, assuming it had n't survived the birth, shocked to see him perfectly healthy. 
 
 
 They all saw him perfectly healthy. 
 
 
 A boy not born into the Link. 
 
 
 Doomed to be a Singular. The first one since the Evolution, over 300 years earlier. 
 
 
 It never occurred to them that the Human race should be made up of many Singulars. No new ideas to be shared, everyone had a place, everyone was part of the Link. Konnyr was the single symbol for hope that the human race would start over again, better than before. 
 
 
 Yet They did n't see it that way. 
 
 
 Konnyr grew up, because They could not kill the child, in a compound. A laboratory. His eyes were extraordinary, most eyes then were dull cookouts of what they had been. His were bright green-blue, with brown spots. They wondered what it felt like, to be disconnected from something that was like a simple extension from your body. 
 
 
 They wondered, but none ever tried. 
 
 
 Konnyr grew up as an attraction. A monkey in a zoo for one pair of eyes, but the whole world to see. He had his own ideals, his own thoughts, his own voice. No matter how much he wanted to use them, he was kept silent, until death. He simply kept alive until he died, and without knowing it, was bringing the human race to better places. 
 
 
 *Sidenote*: sorry I wrote this so quickly. I love the idea, and would totally write an actual short story on it.
