prologue

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A divided society. That's all Dema was. Or rather, a dystopia. The Crowns, each lead by its own greed, now searched for power and were more then willing to shed blood in order to gain it.

Anyone with any semblance of power had been turned over in a mania of selfishness and unconscious lust.

The rebels, separated from the remaining loyalists and their dark idealism and blind dedication, seemed to be getting nowhere in their efforts to escape the high walls around the city.

Dema was incorruptible and inescapable.

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