NUSKI
new-skee
KISMET
Welcome to Acta.
It is your home, it has always been your home no matter how much you don't want it to be. The Section Leaders... they control everything-- they abuse everything. They are murderers dressed as kings and queens, watching us starve from their balconies. Watching us suffer.
The world ended on Genesis Day. No one knows what happened after that. No one knows why someone would destroy our world with weapons of mass nuclear destruction. We don't know how we let these people control our lives and they know it; they take advantage of it. They don't care how much the weak and poor cry out for help, we are nothing to them. People have tried to stand up. They've tried to rebel and fight but they shoot them down with weapons that we will never hope to touch in our lives. Their technology is so advanced the only result from a rebellion would be our deaths.
We would flee but where could we go? The Outer Zone is a wasteland that swallows any humans that enter. We can't escape and we can't fight. We listen to them or die... that is how it is, how it has always been. Barely any of us can feed our children, they don't pay us enough and the taxes are an inordinate amount to pay. They kick us down so much so that we can't get back up. Sometimes I wish that I would have the vigor to end my own life because it is too much. The suffering is too much.
Doomsgate and Orion's Arm lost their lives endeavoring to fight for us. Any sparks of revolt left have been snuffed out. Even if someone were to stand up now, I'm not even sure if I could stand to support them; I'm not sure anyone would. Fear is a hazardous implement. Acta feels like Hell if there even is one.
Genuinely, Hell would be nice.
It is your home, it has always been your home no matter how much you don't want it to be. The Section Leaders... they control everything-- they abuse everything. They are murderers dressed as kings and queens, watching us starve from their balconies. Watching us suffer.
The world ended on Genesis Day. No one knows what happened after that. No one knows why someone would destroy our world with weapons of mass nuclear destruction. We don't know how we let these people control our lives and they know it; they take advantage of it. They don't care how much the weak and poor cry out for help, we are nothing to them. People have tried to stand up. They've tried to rebel and fight but they shoot them down with weapons that we will never hope to touch in our lives. Their technology is so advanced the only result from a rebellion would be our deaths.
We would flee but where could we go? The Outer Zone is a wasteland that swallows any humans that enter. We can't escape and we can't fight. We listen to them or die... that is how it is, how it has always been. Barely any of us can feed our children, they don't pay us enough and the taxes are an inordinate amount to pay. They kick us down so much so that we can't get back up. Sometimes I wish that I would have the vigor to end my own life because it is too much. The suffering is too much.
Doomsgate and Orion's Arm lost their lives endeavoring to fight for us. Any sparks of revolt left have been snuffed out. Even if someone were to stand up now, I'm not even sure if I could stand to support them; I'm not sure anyone would. Fear is a hazardous implement. Acta feels like Hell if there even is one.
Genuinely, Hell would be nice.