Revolution

I am June, I am from Johanna district and am a regular old civilian with a job assigned to me by the system Lucius created for this planet. He's a refiner and a monarch, we can't do anything, but listen to him and hope for the best. My job assigned to me was a sewing job for clothes. I hate it, but I can't do anything about it, since if I say anything bad about Lucius I am gonna be murdered in the streets, in public, in front of my parents. So I continue on my life, trying to not upset anyone, since that would be a penalty too in district. I mean all districts are controlled by Lucius, we have a slight pressure feeling every time we wake up, do anything. It really wakes you up, knowing that you can't do anything about your situation and you will be stuck forever as your parents were and as your grandparents were.

And so, today is a regular old day after a long time of work, sewing garbage clothes. I heard an announcement for a public death sentence, as always. These announcements come every day, I never listen to them, but a lot of people like watching people die I guess and the system gives you points if you see the sacrifice or invite your friends over. These social points make you either homeless or the richest person and everyone likes getting them, since the system assigns you better jobs for you if you have a lot. Currently, I am in D-Rank of the social system, since I don't like watching people die or listen to this stupid system. I want something new, I want to stop this system that oppresses everyone to die. When will the people stand up for themselves? Wait a second, how can I think these things? I mean 2 days ago, I felt a pressure and couldn't think these things at all. What is going on?

As I think these things while walking down the district, going down into the supermarket, I hear panic in the streets. Extreme screams, sounds of deaths, I tremble to think of what happened now, millions of thoughts explode in my head, what is happening? I force my legs to move towards the end of the supermarket and to the outside, as I see in front of the podium where people get public death executions, multiple guards dead and feel something new, a pressure released. What is going on? Maybe this is our revolution.

And so, began the revolution of planet Joan.