In the only universe you'd known, kept together by leaders and brick plastered walls, you are forever trained with no emotions, only intensive damage. Curfew was nonnegotiable. Mating was a requirement and whom with was classified until your appropriate age. You only know such a lifestyle of tutoring, assembly of motivation, luncheon, intensive training in the Hartson's Levels, spiked interception of restraints, and beneficial nutrients assembly with your P.S.'s (Parental Superiors), then a growth mindset seminar for each group of P.S.'s. The Parkers Assembly would occur once every five years, as it was a special occasion. Your first Parkers Assembly depicted your G.C.'s (group compliants) with your initial P.S.'s, your second would be an assignment for Achlients I (farmer, industrial manufacturer, or supplementary health assistant. Or in only seven cases, a Leviathan), your third would be your mate applicator, and the last one would be for your C.I.'s (Child Inferiors). After this, you become an Achlient II, in which you disappear into The Architect Fields (Large plains next to the outsides of (The Walls) where you where never seen again. As The Walls you witnessed everyday during training grew larger, your craving of the truth did the same. What really lied outside these walls? And what were the Leviathans keeping from everyone?
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The Outlier
FantasyIn a dystopian universe, you are challenged with the unknown, the Leviathans, and The Walls themselves.