The Republic of Herculean Misava lives by the saying, “Survival of the Fittest.” The island is isolated from civilization and lives by laws and values that would cause a riot in our modern-day world. Everyone has only ever known a certain way of living and everyone lives by it without question. 

Galaxy, Stone, Major, Icterine, Falcon and 6, try to navigate this harsh world as they try to understand why it is the way it is.

“ Secrets fill every society in the world. Our world is no different. The Misava people live on an island far away from civilization. Our leaders believe it is safer so we can protect the world we've created and so no one can change the values we have. Our world is different from yours in many ways. We live by our genetic material and what it tells us. Our society believes everything is written in there and it reveals information that is vital to our status.

The process of determining this is hidden in the few geneticists available in our world, and they are a rarity that holds this secret. Another important factor is the number 12. The number 12 is used and evident in every society. There are a few rules but nothing too protecting from harm since the motto of the state is, "Survival of the Fittest." The Misava people live by these laws and hold them dearly. Welcome!

The jobs of the republic give you your rank as follows:

(1 is the lowest and twelve is the highest)

1) Dancer

2) Cleaner

3) Waiter

4) Teacher

5) Police Officer

6) Athlete

7) Doctor

8) Singer

9) Writer

10) Veterinarian 

11) Astronaut

12) Leader

12 jobs.

In the 84th 12th year, 1008 years to be exact have passed since the Misava people have existed. It is the twelfth month, December, the last day of the month which will bring us to the 84th 12th year, 1009 years since the Republic of Herculean Misava was created. The country has 12 days in a week and they are called by the numbers representing them.”

Survival of the Fittest

Quade and Galaxy walk through the halls with smiles on their faces. Their friends hold a similar expression. The weight of everything they feel has just fallen away and been replaced by happiness. 


As soon as they finish reciting the chant, a surprise meeting is called and everyone from the tenth class is forced into the big assembly hall. 


"Hello, everyone," a leader announces with a smile, "we see a lot of you have been happier these days as the Rhododendron has stopped wreaking havoc on our island...." 


Galaxy and her friends are sitting nearby each other. 


Galaxy leans closer to them and whispers, "She's wearing a white bracelet." "Yeah," everyone nods in agreement. "Why?" Galaxy asks curiously. 


"Please be quiet and pay attention," the leader says with a patient smile on her face, "we are looking at the weather patterns and we have come to the conclusion that the storm will become intense again." 


The Lynxes of Society