Terrorist
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  • Reads 34
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Mar 02, 2015
The people are alive and well! There is no poverty thanks to the government since The Move. The faithful night they evacuated the people who couldn't afford their houses and put them in government owned land where they will work for their stay. Yes, that's what they say they do and, technically, it's not a lie. But since when was the government ever good? Ever since that law has been in place, there's been a growing gap between the high class and the 'middle class.' The people will do anything to prevent being taken by the government, from killing friends and family for their money to stealing from people on the street. But it seems like they're all just living on bothered time. Everyday the middle class's numbers grow smaller and smaller. It doesn't take a genius to see what's happening. As the middle class steadily inch closer and closer to the poverty line and their numbers dwindle, they begin to fight the system.

This is a story of General Kjellberg's son, Felix, and the leader of a terrorist movement named the Late Night Crew.
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