A Universe for Aizia

A Universe for Aizia

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"A Universe for Aizia" is set in the future, a future in which humans have become so divided that the upper-class and lower-class are literally seperate species now. The upper-class fly in their stupid Airship around the wasted Earth, mocking the lower-class (whom they call "Infirmans"). This is the tale of Aizia, a young Infirman. Along with her fellow rebels (including Markus, a guy who makes her melt) she infiltrates the Airship in the hopes of overthrowing this terrible hierarchy, but it may be much more complicated than she thought... [Under construction and will be edited!]
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