The System- possibly the most infinitesimally flawed creation in existence, the very concept conceived at the pit of utmost intellect and tragedy. It was born out of despair and overwhelming sadness, dependence, anger and longing. Far too many were lost to the diabolic arms of 'love'. Far too many were dragged into the unfathomable tunnel of 'love'.
A team of scientists- only the smartest, most efficient and the coldest of people, set out in order to find a cure, tackle the beast, and free people from the curse of love. The pills and potions they formulated, the exercises and diets they devised- nothing was vigorous enough to terminate the 'plague of love'.
And then they found it! It hit them hard. Real hard. Love was nothing but a meager emotion. If humans didn't have any emotions, there would be no scope for love?!
Yeah, that didn't turn out too well. The government realised they were practically breeding zombies.
The System, as they call it, finally came into being when it was decided that instead of having absolutely no emotions, humans would be given a selected range of 'nicer, more desirable' emotions. They were stripped of humanity.
Of course, they weren't devoid of emotion. The emotions deemed 'inappropriate' still exists, it resides deep within everyone, completely suppressed.
Of course only a daring, selected few chose to delve deeper into those darker, forbidden parts. And those who did, were shunned- they became outcasts.
The System was supposed to save them from hurt, save them from love and above all, save them from themselves.
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