(Being re-written) The Humanum Resistance

(Being re-written) The Humanum Resistance

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In 2042, the United States of America were consolidated into the American Utopia, a totalitarian dystopia in which many of the freedoms known in the early 21st century no longer exist. Among the things to be outlawed are smoking, owning of firearms or weapons by citizens, and homosexuality. Ten years later, a movement known as the Humanum appeared, starting rallies and other political movements in a non-violent effort to change the government. The Humanum later changed to the Humanum Resistance when they realized nothing would change without force, so they went underground. Twenty years after the Resistance started, a man named Zachary Sinclair, in Pax City - formerly New York City - works for the Resistance as a courier. He delivers packages and messages that, if sent through the normal channels, would incite the wrath of the police. When on a run, one day, he encounters Felix Loury, beaten and bloodied - and missing his left arm - in an alleyway. The resulting multiple trips to the hospital change Zach's life. In what way, who can tell?
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It was a battle long fought. No one was winning, but no one was willing to stand back either. We were being hunted, hunted because we cried. Or smiled. Or laughed. Hunted because we couldn't hide everything that so desperately wanted to get out. Our emotions. They called us Voids. They wanted us dead. They wanted the world to be a blank canvas of cold stares and quiet voices. And Echo was the main target. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone saw me as a mistake. At least other Void's chose to hide. I had no option. Because eventually, there are to many tears and the damn breaks. Eventually, the weight of the world crushes me and I cry. And I can't hold back.

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