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If you knew your world would soon be torched to carbon, would you fight to save it?
...Or light a match of your own?
Violina, a girl polarized by love and loathing, finds herself thrown into a post-apocalyptic world with mankind on t...
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What was it that gave people the right to live? Violina gazed out from atop the cliffs encircling the City of Eden and the sea beyond as she pondered the question. The serenity emanating from its golden towers and pristine canals utterly failed to reflect the vileness of its inhabitants. Was it simply being born that gave such a right? No. Everyone was born through no credit of their own. It's how people choose to live their lives that matters, and by that standard, everyone Violina knew deserved to die—everyone except for Lux.
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What was it that gave people the right to live? Violina gazed out from atop the cliffs encircling the City of Eden and the sea beyond as she pondered the question. The serenity emanating from its golden towers and pristine canals utterly failed to reflect the vileness of its inhabitants. Was it simply being born that gave such a right? No. Everyone was born through no credit of their own. It's how people choose to live their lives that matters, and by that standard, everyone Violina knew deserved to die—everyone except for Lux.
Two years earlier, before Violina had met her, Violina's father had attempted to rob Lux at knifepoint—a near-fatal mistake. Lux smashed her boot into his face, drew a hand crossbow and held it to his throat. Such a story would've been nothing out of the ordinary for Eden, but Lux was different. She had every reason to kill him; instead, she told him he should've just asked politely so she could've given him her money voluntarily. Without lowering her crossbow, she reached into her pack, gave him all the platinum pieces she had and encouraged him to choose a better life.
Floored that someone with such character even existed in the world, Violina sought her out. The two quickly became friends and spent the next two years working together as hunters—"poachers" as the Law Makers labeled the profession, but the fact that it was illegal held little sway as Violina knew firsthand that the Law Makers were nothing more than smiling, designer suit-wearing puppets for the actual rulers of Eden—the mob. Still, to the girls' satisfaction, the illegality of hunting also brought about the pleasant side effect of lucrative sales prices. The money was simply fantastic, at least until their client refused to pay what they had promised.
Violina had plotted for days. No longer would she stand for all the lies and unpaid sums. Though some would readily suggest she simply kill her debtors, the thought never loitered in her mind in any serious fashion. In fact, she had never killed anyone before and hoped such would remain true until the day she died. Still, she was determined to make up her losses via other means. After all, it can't really be called thievery when one reclaims what is rightfully theirs, can it?
