Prologue

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There is more than what has been told to us.

This is a sentence that I've been saying to myself for as long as I've known.

I don't exactly remember when I started thinking this way. Was it the day that I learn what words spoken to me really meant, or the day I learn how to talk?

Perhaps was it before that? I could go as far as saying that it was from the day I was born.

The mind works in strange ways, once an idea has been implemented in it, it grows slowly and slowly until it becomes more than just a measly idea. Yet we do not exactly remember when the idea was given to us or how exactly it latched on to us.

It was the same for me. The idea that there was another world out there, more beautiful than the one we lived in right now was fascinating to me.

I didn't think about it that much, but it grew. The more time went by, the more I became obsess with it. Until eventually I was convinced of it. That such a world was out there.

How could I not? This fable world, was to me a million times better than my home town.

My home town, which simply goes by the simple name Harvio, was located in 2nd level of the underground city Subterria. We belonged to the farmers district, in charge of harvesting crops and distributing them out to the other levels.

Our population is only by the 100s although, I remember father telling me a while back that there were only 489 of us, I think the number has increase a little more since then.

Though still few in number compared to the district in level one, I still think it is crowded. We were living in an underground labyrinth after all so there's only enough space that we can use. Compared to the open field situated in the middle of the town which was huge, the rest of the town was close and tight. There were networks of Tunnels that were used to go from one place to another but they were small and often crowded filled with commuters who went about their daily lives.

The chances of one scraping against the wall made of earth and bumping into other people was high to the point that it was guaranteed to happen if one was not mindful of their surroundings.

There was also the fact that the rooms each family lived in was too small, barely enough for a family of three and hard to live in for more than that. There was one small open space surrounded by a wall of the same earth and it fell like a cage more than a home. In fact, this whole town fell like a cage to me.

Such pitiful living conditions if you told me. The other big open space was the market situated in the south from the town centre. My home was in the north so it would take me around 1hour to reach there, so going there was always too much work and not to forget tiring. Also there was also the fact that the market unfortunately wasn't as big as the open field in the middle.

The open field, where crops were grown and harvested by the farmers, was a huge place. Enough for me to run from one side to the other freely without any concern of human obstruction or a barren wall made of earth.

Compared to the open field, the market was only one fourth size of it. The field was 30 feet high and 400 feet long. It was bright there from the light that was radiating from the ceiling. It wasn't too hot nor too cold, just at the ideal temperature for crops to grow. There were 5 tunnels connected to the open field and they all spread out in different directions.

One to the north where I lived, one towards the market, one towards the storage facility in the east, another that led to the stairs that went down to the 1st level and the last which led to the 3rd level.

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