Everyone Else

Everyone Else

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If you're reading this after 2020, you are probably familiar with the way viruses work. As the virus spread, it mutated to survive. You and viruses have a lot in common . . . no offense. If you're one of us, you were probably a lot more susceptible. Even if you didn't feel it, you were infected (everyone was, but we only know this now.) We also know that the virus kick-started your already volatile immune system. At the end of the world, the latent power you and your past lives have been building up manifested. From oppression, chaos, plague, natural disaster, war, death, our bodies performed a Hail Mary. And now, here we are. You are a superhero who incubated powers that culminated throughout your timeline. You did great! Now, we need you. We are at war with the same people we always have been; evil, tyrannical people who have never known true pain but so willingly inflict it on others. But this time, we have something we've never had before. You.
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I had been living in this dystopian universe my whole life. We lived simple, meaningless lives. I wasn't sad, merely dissatisfied. No one here was ever sad. The Center, which was our government, forced us to take a pill every morning to make sure we were always happy and healthy. For most of our lives we lived at home with our odd families that the government stuck us into as babies. Usually five children were put into each household. We grew up together in a single house, raised and taught by a robot even though none of us were related. We lived at home with limitless entertainment in the form of advanced technologies. We had one day of the week for shopping, one day for going out and one day for labor. On labor days we were assigned a job and had to complete it in order to gain money for the week. Everyone got the same amount no matter the job. If you didn't show up for these jobs there were grave consequences. The Center often used torture as a method of punishment, or so we were told. No one close to me had ever actually been punished by The Center though. It was incredibly rare. Most of us lived our lives as good little pawns doing nothing more than eating, sleeping and entertaining ourselves. But one day, my regular boring life changed...

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