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Chapter 1: prologue

Hello, you don't need to know me.

Do you want to hear a story?

A story about what's just and what's not, about what it really means to be human

don't take my word for it

Lend me your ear, and your imagination for but a second.

The year was 2025/February/22nd

Back then, things were bright in a certain middle eastern country

They were celebrating the founding of their country, by raising flags and enjoying a free day from work(for less important sectors of work of course) no filing papers, writing emails, having awkward conversations with your co-workers.

A pair of girls were walking along the pavement of a rather Big and expensive looking house.

It happened to be the house of Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia, MbS aka Mohammed bin Salman, yes, Salman. As in KING Salman ibn Abdulaziz Al-Saud. Who were the ruling family and royal bloodline of Saudi Arabia.

Now you are wondering, "why is he talking in the past tense? Why is he sidetracking the two girls who might be smoking hot~" Iemma tell you😉.

One of the girls commented on the weather as she gripped the other's hand seeking warmth "it's freezing! ×burr!× I knew we should've packed more clothes for this vacation!" as she was stressing over all the things she clearly couldn't control, her girlfriend stopped walking and wrapped her arms around her stressing girlfriend saying "if you wanted a hug, you could have just said so" and so she did, she made all the stress and cold leave her girlfriend's body in mere moments, and it was replaced with this relaxing sensation that warmed her up as she embraced her.

A few meters down the sidewalk.

Both girls began talking about normal things a pair of twenty-year-old half Arab girls would talk about, like how cool it'd be to live in Noem! It would be like living in the future! Automated agriculture, clean living environment, free healthcare! ….... okay, not the latter, but everything else was probably going to be built.

And then, it happened, the beginning of a new era, and the fall of the current one.

A loud BANG! Was heard from the house of the Crown Prince's home!

It was so sudden, both girls were frightened by it!

One of the girls whose name was +Nora+, had this fearful expression on her face, her heart was about to beat out of her chest, she was paralyzed by fear, her girlfriend -Louise- had to pull her behind a large trashcan repeatedly reassuring her "everything will be fine!" and " Just listen to my voice, and try to keep calm!" like a child Nora had tears flowing down her face as the thought of dying crossed her mind.

As for Louise? Heh, she wasn't all that scared, she was scared for her girlfriend's life, she wanted nothing more than to keep her safe and out of danger.

But even she wasn't expecting a random gun being fired, in the crown prince's home no less!

As she was about to pull her phone out of her pocket, she felt like she didn't want to even move a muscle, it was as if her whole body was rejecting all commands from her brain, no, that wasn't it.

It WAS responding, but to an animalistic instinct we all have, our +PRIMAL+ instincts!

The basic instinct to acknowledge when a beast is standing near you, eyeing you up and down, licking their lips in hunger as they come up with a way of dismembering you, of consuming you.

But before we delve any deeper, let me give you +HIS+ side of the story.


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judge my work, but know this, i can't read for shit! jk ofc.

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