At birth, everyone has the date they will die Marked on their arms. She was supposed to die yesterday.
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"Imperium, the beautiful society that rose from the dust after the last Great Revolution. Sickness and pain are now a thing of the past as our Scientists have engineered a way to overcome these obstacles. Scientists have also found a way to accurately predict when a person will die. Life Stories have been assigned to each individual to guarantee they live out their lives happy and serine. Humanity has never been so peaceful thanks to the Commander."
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The people of Imperium know one truth and live everyday in its certainty:
The government will protect them, guide them, and provide them with only the truth.
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Then why does she, Ora, get sick and feel pain, why doesn't she die the night Marked on her arm, and why does she have to run away from the Society that claimed would protect her?
Ora gets thrown into a world of war and finds out the truth about Imperium. Along the way she might even find love.
