Down with the System! (On Hold)
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Last published Sun, Nov 6, 2022
The world we know is no more. It turned into a wasteland, cities are half sunken under sand. If you would ask the system the would say it was the fault of those who didn't live with the capital, the rebels they would say it is the fault of this called free System. They are called Freedom but if they really the freedom everyone seek is questionable. Some people are completely fine with the system those who are not just disappear without a trace or run away. The rebels are not many, but they follow people with superpowers. They got them from somewhere unknown. But the capital had their own powers. Fears were those called super soldiers. They are not human more like shadows who feed of fear of others. And how better to get fear then by torturing and killing rebels. This is a win and win situation for the system.
There was one rebel who was known, young but strong. He was someone with a strong power. He could somehow control the fears and he was also able to turn to a shadow, he was a prophet. But at one attack at one from the buildings where they torture the rebels to gain fear, he disappeared. The other friends and comrades didn't know where he went or if he even was alive somehow, they all forgot him slowly, they only knew him but his name was forgotten. Then suddenly after a few years Freedom got stronger, they had suddenly a stronger army and one that was commanded by the one and only known rebel himself. What happened was the question everybody asked. The answers had only he and himself, he fought and won many times against the rebels. Soon many were captured and brought to this fear buildings. There were now many stories of this rebel, most of them told to their children has creepy stories or him has a traitor.
Will the rebels be able to bring down the freedom system? How easy will it be for them, or how should they approach this mess?
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