Hey,
Here's a bit of an edit. I don't know if I've made it even more boring or not but...I promise that Chapter 1 will be up soon.
A/N: Seeminglymeaningless, I took some of your advice!!! *Claps*
Thank you for reading,
Nariel
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Intro: A World Torn Apart
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The leaves spiraled down towards the cement in a fiery torrent of color. The breeze tousled my hair and I inhaled the scent of pine cones. I took my time, breathing in and breathing out. There would never be another moment like this one, I was sure of it. Autumn was never this beautiful. The leaves were never vibrant colors, only ashy gray from the nuclear waste in the air. Humans may have adapted to the waste, but plants never could.
Earth had changed.
It all began a few years ago when all countries broke off their alliances and started a massive war. No one really knew how it all started, but now, it doesn’t really matter. North America fell first. It was subjected to countless nuclear attacks and was completely obliterated. Now all that remains of it is a tiny, charred island. No one thought to take it off the map. I guess they wanted to leave it there, as a reminder of what death and destruction really was.
France was next. Again, countless nuclear attacks bombarded the country, destroying it. Next to fall were Poland, Iraq, and many other smaller countries that either didn’t have the proper armies or were too poor to afford one. It took at least a decade for the remaining countries to form a weary truce. On the remaining continents and islands, they tried to rebuild their societies.
The world separated into four countries: England, New Zealand, China, and Japan. Two years after the truce, New Zealand decided to break away from the other countries because of a horrible plaque that was ravaging through the other countries. No one wanted to die from the plaque so they cut off all correspondences with their allies. They were sure it was for the best. Fear; that’s what I think it was. Fear for their happiness…For their lives.
Slowly, the world rebuilt itself and the healing process began. Scientists started almost from scratch, making new discoveries to fill in the huge gap that was made after the war. The New World became a place of science and technology. But, something stood out amongst all the new things; a drug called Paranoia. It would soon become something that tore the world apart once again.
Paranoia was a drug named after one of its most common side effects. Some other minor side effects included a thirst for blood, delusions, lack of empathy, and a black mark, starting on the lower side of the neck and spreading as time wore on. But, many people were willing to go through these effects for what the drug really offered them: invincibility. For a short amount of time, you could do anything you wanted without risk of getting killed or mortally wounded. Paranoia was another mistake in my opinion. The need for this drug would drive people to extreme measures and probably tear us apart.
But what did they care?
As the years wore on the drug became more and more popular. But, for some, that wasn’t enough. A scientist, by the name of Vince Simmons came up with another formula for Paranoia. This time, he made it so that the drug’s effects never wore off, otherwise known as immortality.
The world went crazy. There was one flaw, though, in the drug. It caused horrible face disfigurations and immense pain. Simmons was determined to get rid of these side effects, but for starters, he needed to test it on actual people.
In England, the poor had no rights. It was agreed upon by the people themselves. The poor had once littered the streets, covering it with their trash. It annoyed the residents and it led them to make a decision that I know they will soon regret. They agreed that the poor could be treated like slaves, because wasn’t that what they were?
So, it was agreed that the drug could be tested on the poor. A lot of people don’t see the cruelty in this, like me. But, the people would do anything to get their immortality.
I think it’s disgusting, and so do many other people. But there isn’t enough who follow me. There aren’t enough people to challenge the law.
And so, that’s the world I live in. I live in a world driven by an unfair law made by people who don’t care. It shows me how powerful greed can be. That makes me want to fight harder, though, fight for what I want most…
Equality.
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