Cardallian

I was born in the year 2229, in space. Our world was invaded thirty seven years ago. There was a long and brutal war between man and Cardallians. Not much of our beautiful home was left. What was left of the human race survived in space on a large space ship called Titan. It held what was left of the human race from each country. However, we survive with rules.

And because of these rules, we die if we break them. But it all doesn't matter, you know why?

Because 400 of our young prisoners are going to be sent down to earth as soldiers to fight in the war. So what's the point in following the rules if we're just going to die down at earth?

This story was inspired by the 100.