Individuality hinders liberation. Separation is the key to progression. Your eyes lie, believe what you've been told. These were the three governing laws. Everybody was controlled by The State, democracy sacrificed in exchange for safety and securit...
The reading of the following document, is strictly prohibited for anyone below Clearance X. Any attempt to replicate, commercialise or promulgate this collection of information is punishable by death.
To whom it may concern,
Enclosed is a document written by a Miss Emilia Wilbur, detailing her involvement in an upcoming attempt on my life. By her own account, the coup is too far progressed to be stopped by any man and, therefore, this may be my final address. I pray this statement need never be regarded, for its opening is indicative of my illicit execution. I have insurmountable evidence to suggest that a handful of radical extremists mean to make an attempt on my life. Men who have often broken bread at my own table, who I consider brothers now seek to distort our nation's tranquility. With my death, they plan to restore archaic principles and cause division amidst our society. However, what they fail to acknowledge is that my design does not end with me, it has been woven into the very fabric of our society and I am sure that you will all continue to uphold these standards.
Therefore, for the love of you, my people, I provide Miss Wilbur's account so that in the event of my death, there is some evidence that may condemn the guilty. Her account is scathing and records her experiences in a pejorative manner, dating back to even before she joined Evolution. Her credibility ought not be questioned. Despite what may be implied within these page, know that I have always tried to serve you well. It was never my intention to hurt anyone but rather unite a disenfranchised community and return our nation to its preceding age of prosperity. I sought to eliminate conflicting ideologies for the sake of amicability, but I have learned, far too late, that people would sooner die than relinquish their individuality. It's what makes us human. I was greatly misguided in trying to obliterate that uniqueness, for I realise now that our differences can be harnessed to achieve great things. With a little introspection and the clarity that imminent conflict causes, I see that I was too preoccupied with my own legacy. I pray that you will view all my shortcomings with indulgence.
Now, a personal request to you, who reads this letter: See that I am buried upon a hill, beneath a sycamore tree. From there, I may watch as my nation grows old and know, that for the briefest of moments, it was good. Let my wife, Nancy, know the spot where I was buried and place silver coins upon my eyes, so my payment is sufficient.
It has been my greatest privilege serving you,
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