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"Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?"
- Anthony Burgess
There was a blur between the articulate lines of history that noted The Fog,
a thick cloud of radiation that hung over every crevice imaginable that almost
inevitably swept the entire legacy of humanity off from its feet. Its origins were
unknown, and the populace never bothered to figure it out and were content in
doing so.
Ecrathe was the last stand between the last remains of the human race and the
ardent wastelands of The Fallen civilizations. A close-knitted hive mind that boasted
sophisticated technology and sufficient resources built primarily to support the
dwindling number of mankind until the last sparks of the sun burn out.
To ensure the complete security of Ecrathe, the government launched
Protocol VERITAS, to be added alongside the original law. Surveillance is
enforced in both public and private locations through various encrypted bugs,
history tracers, and hidden cameras,each with its own code logged onto the
main directory system found on The Osiris.
If the screens catch something amiss or considered suspicious, the person will be given
a warning only once. Any broken law, no matter how insignificant, tampering with the
surveillance devices, as well as any suspicious activity after the warning, will be dealt
accordingly.
To the remaining humans, it was clear what their ultimatum is.
Bend to VERITAS or be terminated.
inevitably swept the entire legacy of humanity off from its feet. Its origins were
unknown, and the populace never bothered to figure it out and were content in
doing so.
Ecrathe was the last stand between the last remains of the human race and the
ardent wastelands of The Fallen civilizations. A close-knitted hive mind that boasted
sophisticated technology and sufficient resources built primarily to support the
dwindling number of mankind until the last sparks of the sun burn out.
To ensure the complete security of Ecrathe, the government launched
Protocol VERITAS, to be added alongside the original law. Surveillance is
enforced in both public and private locations through various encrypted bugs,
history tracers, and hidden cameras,each with its own code logged onto the
main directory system found on The Osiris.
If the screens catch something amiss or considered suspicious, the person will be given
a warning only once. Any broken law, no matter how insignificant, tampering with the
surveillance devices, as well as any suspicious activity after the warning, will be dealt
accordingly.
To the remaining humans, it was clear what their ultimatum is.
Bend to VERITAS or be terminated.
accepted Ecrathe's own brand of truth while some rebelled and sought for the
truth behind the mirage that VERITAS enforced. But pitted against two truths,
no one knew which was the lie and what was the truth.
It was widely accepted by everyone that The Fog began to usher into the world
when Ecrathe was built, though no one would know for sure. They say that there
were no vestige of former life forms beyond the boundaries of Ecrathe, but no
one would confirm or refute it. Information was debated, tested, and left unsolved.
Seeds were sown and the doubt began to grow, history becoming more and
more mangled, caught between the fingers of the government and the citizens.
Times and dates all began to blur as the perception of history was distorted
by the Ecrathean officials, but like all the others, not one can
back this accusation up.
By hushed tones and huddled ears, a very few would tell of another city deep into
the territory of The Fallen. A city similar to Ecrathe without the shackles that came
with it, standing as the last monument of the will of independence against the
sweltering sea of checks and balances Ecrathe reinforced.
They called the city Azedence. But no one who told it
ever lived the day after they spoke the word.
you. The original cause of Ecrathe has been forgotten, slowly changing into
a slaughterhouse that caters to the whims of the powerful. The only way out
is surrounded by millions of eyes watching your every move, with one
wrong step meaning the end of your existence.
But you are not alone. A plan is brewing from the very core of the government,
the same government you ought not to trust. To accept it would mean the stars
aligning to open up an opportunity to escape by putting everything you have on
the line.
To decline would leave you to your own devises to relentlessly plan for fruitless
routes into Azedence, forever encased in the one location you've been trying
to run away from.
There are others whom are willing to bargain everything
in exchange for their independence, waiting for someone
to rise up to VERITAS.
Azedence is your only hope,
and they're only hope is you.
Will you rise up?
