When I lost my Dad.

When I lost my Dad.

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It seems as if the society allows only those children who have their fathers with them, to dream. And that's a shame, because that means stopping a huge population of children from realizing their dreams.
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Souless

In a apocalyptic world, no one has a soul. All children are born from either abuse, or women raise them to abuse/manipulate. The earth is almost completely desolate, as people trick and murder each other to get what they want. The only thing left that gives a semblance of dreams is: a power that gives control over earth to anyone who touches the item. People form teams to attempt finding the thing, to destroy all life they see as unnecessary, they further trick and murder each other to get what they want, including the thing... The search for destruction destroys everyone who reaches to the power.

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