Prologue:
March 17, 4026.
21 years ago the prophecy of the Romans was declared as a law by the government due to pleasure.
That was 2 years after the whole country calamity. People barely survived, not even my mother. She died for the sake of this
mad country I tried stopping her, but I could barely reach out my fingers to touch her and deliver her the message that I'm alright,
that the legionaries didn't try to kill me. But the worst part of it. She thought I was dead, she died because she think I did. Now that
will live on with my soul for as long as I'm alive. I hope not.
I never adored Armenia. Ever since I was a little kid I always thought that I was cursed for living here. But as I reached the age of twelve,
I made exceptions. I started to write my country's name as my own. But that doesn't change the sick perspective I look out on the world.
And I'm afraid it never will.
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2 weeks from now I'll be moving to a new coalition. Seventeen of us will be competing in order to move to the greatest coalition.
3 will be moved out in the suburbs where people who aren't 'good enough' for anything are brought. 5 will stay here. 1 stays in the plafto, that's where
the "unique" ones are brought. Only one person gets to stay there because he is distinguished from the others and can be used for research and such.
They said it would be an honor to be the one going to plafto. But personally, I think it would be a nightmare to be used on as a experiment.
Plus its lonely there.
And the rest, they get to stay in the metropolis. Then there, they will know which quarter they belong in.
The Valiant, they fight for peace in coalitions and quarters. They fight in wars from other countries. They also serve as security and guards for
the city. No one can leave without the authority. Although people have passed through them. There are issues some people whoo have trespassed
before are in here. But I doubt it.
The Mother lode, They are the ones who provide the city with food. Mining, farming, agriculture and everything else that produces food. They, I believe,
are abused. People take their land without anything in return.
The Trafficker, They are the ones who does all the business in the country. In charge of exporting goods, trading food from the "outside". They are also
in charge of the 'over all' protection of the people. They hold all of the data in the country. They are basically work in the headquarters of each coalition.
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Two Souls, One Heartbeat
Teen FictionMarch 17, 4026. 21 years ago the prophecy of the Romans was declared as a law by the government due to pleasure. That was 2 years after the whole country calamity. People barely survived, not even my mother. She died for the sake of this mad count...