Conflagration Of Devotion

The world in which once existed long ago consisted of peace and tranquilty.

Only it is proven that good things die before they can get any better.

A darkness swept away the light in which once encompassed the world of what they once knew.
Demolishing all that ever was.

That reality, that world... it was all gone in just the blink of an eye.
And the people that resided there, perished along with it.

Now... there was a new world, one with rules, regulations, laws, and restrictions, leaving no room or space for true liberation and freedom.

Those who enforced those laws used them to control the masses, to govern them.

But what happens when a minority residing in said civilizations start to ask questions, questions that threaten all that those in charge have built.

She was no easy victim.
With a free mind and individual thinking, she questioned everything since she was child up until she was no more.
Analyzing, acknowledging, and bringing deep awareness to everything that caught her sight was painful, for she saw through it all.

He was the opposite, for the laws she questioned and came to loathe, was the laws he enforced in his own world.
He crossed paths with her, hated her, loathed her.

They were enemies because they were born into two completely different worlds.
Where she questioned everything, he hated it.
Where she crossed those in leadership, he did everything in his power to let it be known she was beneath him.

But what happens when they condemn said fallacies and start to see the ignited fire beneath said hatred.
Where do the lines blur between love and duty, hatred and devotion.

And will such lines be crossed?
Will the hatred simmering between them die down?
Will they free themselves from the restraint's others enforced upon them?

Or will they ignore the truth, remaining oblivious to it all? Whilst being servants to those that have set to destroy them all while disguising themselves as the help.