In a small, "Amish" city cult called the "Hyenas," boys are at the bottom of the chain. Women are at the top of the chain after an uprising. The up-rise came at a heavy cost for the boys in this city...
This is the backstory of the man named Justice...
I was always the weakest trooper, I was never brought along for the rides...
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I was the outcast, trashy little boy.
I am the one Alone.
My name is justice.
I was in a certain hidden Amish community, one that the other Amish would most likely reject, more for moral reasons than social construct; You know, like, "men are the heads of the household" and other stuff?
I was an angry boy; happiness was a pleasure that I often tried to pursue, though... I don't know why... Other children would hold.on to the anger and let it just boil inside of them, I never wanted that, i tried hard to become as happy as possible, I just wasn't those people. The ones that could be happy in those hardest moments of life. Only angry.
We were never allowed to leave the community.
Never.
I only remember one time a mother was carrying her son, she was trying to help him escape.
He was a toddler, she was from India and when she saw how they treated boys here, she took her son and tried to flee.
They killed her in front of him.
We weren't a normal Amish community, the rules were changed and bent to fit "HER" wants dead into the walls of evilness and despair...
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