Undiscovered
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Last published Tue, Sep 22, 2020
When the idea of a new society popped into the minds of the most powerful people in the world, the world rebelled. And hate, as it always does, found its way into the minds of men. A great war struck out. It was not the first time this had happened. As a matter of fact, this was the 5th World War. It lasted for 20 years. 20 years filled with nothing but hate and greed. No one even remembered what they were fighting for, everyone just wanted to win.
Eventually, one country fell. Then another. And then another. Soon they all started dropping like flies, and when the final two were left, they collapsed together. After everything was left in ruins and everyone was waiting for the world to hit the big reset button. A small group of people rose from the ashes of their fallen society and declared a restart.
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My life is hell. Being a rank Z, no one really likes me. I am constantly bullied and the teachers couldn't care less because of my subject. My guard harasses me and tortures me. I get jumped by people on the street. I hate myself, I hate my life, I hate everything, I hate this system. Why does it have to be this way?
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