Sky's power above
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Think of this world simply as yours.
Now, take away the rights of every lower class, and boot them to the back of your mind. Let them live in mud and live with only scrapes left by the higher class.
A class that lives literally higher up. Filling the sky with tall buildings, streets made to hover in the air. Neighborhoods held up by large beams.
The sky never makes a single peak onto the lower class. Blocked by so many useless industry towers and oversized homes.
This was the world now. Where people of poor lifes only exist because they need one another. And where higher classes thrive on the lowers work.
This is what used to be earth. Now called Cael0
But please don't take my word for it. I mean. No one follows a lower class's word, right?
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