Here's a preview on my next book I believe in people's rights. The city does not. They won't let anyone choose their paths in life. We are all a product of them. When a child is born in our "perfect" world. They are assigned a name, a job for later in life, a spouse, a home, and our date of death, all from the moment we are born. We have no say in our future. We are all products of the city. If we dare to disobey any of these rules we will be forced to move out of our city into "The War Zone" where you have to fend for yourself. Even though, wars are not fought in "The War Zone" the city calls it that because you are "fighting" a war against yourself and nature. However, if you survive a total of Forty-Seven days in "The War Zone" You may come back into the city and you will be honored for years to come. But this has never happened. Sometimes I wonder to myself what life would be like if the city never existed, and every thing in life was what you wanted it to be, just like how it used to be. Before Him... He turned our society into his idea of "Perfect" but really it was far from it. He made every one suffer, we could no longer do what we pleased. My Great Grandmother would tell us stories of how life used to be before this generation. Though that was all history. Never to be felt, never to be heard, never to be seen, never to be lived again.