The Year 47

It had been forty-seven years since the change. Forty-seven years since the government decided to split their power between themselves and the one percenters, leaving no authority to the common people. It was a time of crisis and turmoil. The entire population was split into different groups that determined their overall social status. Everyday the world seemed to worsen. The year forty-seven was the beginning of a turning point, they all come together whilst tearing each other apart. And to make it all worse, Livia Contti is in the middle of it all.

This story is currrently undergoing some intense editing, I would like it to be mediocre instead of subpar. For now, enjoy the story and tell me what you think :)