Novel & Cerita Dystopian Society

Cassian said and started speaking again. “We won't pretend we're not criminals,” Cassian began, his voice steady as he looked into Hailey’s eyes. “The dark world runs based on crime. It’s a place where the rules of society don’t apply, and power is the only currency that matters. It’s about control—whether it’s illegal businesses, underground activities, prostitution, drugs, or smuggling. Every action has a consequence, and the stakes are always high.”

I hadn’t thought about it then, but now Daisy’s words tangled with my thoughts like vines. Daisy mentioned, "You cannot forget the life you and I lived here. We are intact because of your needle skill. I am so thankful to you. If not for that, can you imagine what would have happened to us? Woman around are taken by omegas and gammas without their consent. Then, they accept this as their life. This is sexual violence in Noble world but its our reality. There is a king out there but in our world, there is anarchy. Survival of fittest works here. So, if goddess has given you a chance to enter the civilised world that has little rules, chose it. Do everything that you can for it. You cannot sur

Also, a low sub-class of the dragons appeared, they resembled wyverns as in the mythology; they are resistant but not as strong as a fourth part of the dragons' power. There was an order, and the gods made sure to keep a class-divided society, a kind of improved capitalism, but leaving all the rights about owning everything for them. Everyone had to work to survive, there was poverty, yes, but the ones who had nothing were because they didn't work enough to earn it. The buildings were becoming medieval-like because of the lack of resources for human beings but the technology was advancing, improving the lifestyle for those who could afford it. The Elves' society didn't want to contaminate th

“You’re toeing the line of defecting.” “Bullshit, Jackson! I’m fucking tired. I want to live without rules and restraints–” “There are rules and restraints like any other society,” I interjected. He shook his head. “Not like ours. Name another society that forces you to surrender your young at birth?” “Currently? None,” I answered. “Our society places so much focus on the future, that we’re forgetting the present. And so what? So fucking what if we die out? We’re already dead, Jackson.”

He looked exhausted, but happy (or perhaps, relieved? The social room had an enormous window through which the magnitude of Underdenver could be seen. It had the general look and feel of looking out a high window at any cityscape with a few differences. Firstly, there was no sky above, just blackness. It didn’t even seem like night because there were no visible clouds nor a moon. Above the reach of the Underdenver city lights was only blackness. Secondly, all the buildings were white, or aged dirty white if they were older ones. There was variety in neither color nor in architectural style. Thirdly, there was no advertising. No billboards could be seen anywhere. There was no free market here

An anomaly of the brain helped a person in a short time to weave his web of technology around the entire planet, burning it with his poison and greed, a consumer world that does not want to live in harmony. A convenient foundation for the development of your world, creatures, an order of magnitude higher, always hiding in the darkness of the night. We don't care about laws limiting their desires for the general order, what else will people go to to maintain their society? The further people go from the origins of nature, the more the sense of balance disappears, to kill more than you can eat, to absorb more than you need. Create something that will destroy thousands of lives, for the sake of

Life has been put into the line and they already grasp the thought of the possibilities caused by their tests. If God is real, He could have done something to prevent it from happening. However, their society is embraced by darkness. A nation where both ordinary and innocent people dwell with unsafe criminals. A place where they desire for more authority and their minds are driven by money, making it their god. A land where they love destruction and killing. They use children to taste the bitterness of their lives, growing pain, resentment, and vengeance in their hearts.

Her eyes were mischievous light making her youthful yet deadly in their eyes. " you are truly bold to say such words in front of my face. Is this what the Rose district had been teaching their youth? This delicateness had been corrupted with such impurity?" Her soft spoken words was a slap towards the lady's face. "You, you insolent! Who are you to speak such words to this lady?!" Her screechy voice was making their ears ring. "Who am I? In the eleven districts established by the ancestors of God, the goddess had thoroughly pieced, you are truly unaware of my importance? Such a trash..." Utopia smiled yet it was not a smile.

He covered us in some dark material, and we watched as one of the vitamin difficient men ambled over to where I’d previously created the racket, poking at everything. The men were dressed in the same black suit that the others at the estate had worn but they were just the meaner. The same rigid walks and eyes of hawks for anything out if place. I forced my heartbeat to quiet down as I held my breath, Thomas’ hand still covering my mouth. I djdnt understand what they were doing here too? I thought they only hunted defectors. But then thinking on our situation, we were the ones living in isolation and destruction. Crumbled buildings and smokey walls with grafetti, told the tales of the starvin

Graphic violence and rape scenes (ongoing). d. Ink itt The Safe Space: Overpopulation has taken a toll on society. Space, food, and money are limited commodities. With the population so high, a world law has been put in place, the first of its kind: One child per family. It's a felony otherwise. And unwanted children? They go to adoption agencies - a twisted version of the family making system we know. These adoptees are workers, paid with room and board until they turn 18 and are sent out in the world with a stipend and a prayer. But what happened when one of the adoption sites isn't everything it appears to be. (completed)