Free The Oppressed Novels & Stories

“I can’t blame you, Maze. Just go ahead with what you want to say and state your point. ” My eyes widened. I sighed and my vision darkened again. This time, the girl who was always appearing out of nowhere showed up to me. She spoke, “those in the lowest levels . . . They are oppressed, abused, or sold to whomever. They have no freedom and are suffering because of poverty. So they often commit crimes because of poverty. Others, after all, had nothing to eat and drink, no proper clothing to wear, and most of all, no education. So how can you say that Normous is thriving? There are crimes, corruption, poverty, hunger, and so on . . .” What she said made me lower my gaze. “They have no freedom,

"Today marks a pivotal moment in the history of our kind. It is a day when the legends of our ancestors will become a reality, paving the way for not only our future generations but for generations yet unborn. Today... is the day we claim our freedom." Suddenly, a voice from the crowd interrupts the momentum of his speech, exclaiming, "Bullshit!" A wave of murmurs sweeps through the audience, and the man stands up, his stature imposing. He is a decorated officer, proudly adorned with numerous awards and honors displayed along his chest. Scars etched across his face hint at the battles he has fought. With a fierce gaze surveying the crowd, he boldly continues, "Freedom is a privilege granted

It was a message from Alex. [The wind looks great tomorrow. Do you want to go skydiving? Let's jump from the peak and into the sunrise.] I looked at the screen and smiled. The Alpha King of the northern territory had just freed me from all rules, and the wind of the southern territory was about to carry me into the sky.

I am nothing more than a s*x slave to him. Even with weak and jelly legs, I stand from the floor. I face him with traces of tears still evident on my face. I take a deep breath and let out a harsh sigh. If this is what he wants, then I’ll give it to him. I bet he’s going to break bonds with me after getting what he wanted. He want a son? I’ll give him one. I also want to be free. Free from all the oppression I experienced in the past years of my life. After all of these, I will make sure I will regain who I am and will never look back on my past.

Now. Hunger considered. Debated. Decided. Acceptable, Hunger finally conveyed. You offer more suffering. You provide more food. You generate more agony. I accept. I take you. I free Hope. I imprison you. You suffer. Hope rests. Exchange is made. You are now food. Hope is free. It is done. Hunger released Hope. Released the hundreds. Freed them from one hundred and fifty years of imprisonment. Freed them from limbo. Freed them to finally, truly, completely rest.

A sleepless night left me running on fumes. I was just about to make myself a coffee when a delivery guy brought in a large box of milk tea and small cakes. Then came the cheers of my colleagues. "Mr. Baldwin is buying afternoon snacks? When did he get so generous?" "Clueless! It's for Leticia's new diet. We're just lucky to get free snacks!"

Looking for any sign of the man he must have been before grief destroyed him. "I know you can hear me" I said and my voice sounded different. It carried power now. The Moon Goddess's power flowing through every word. "The days of slavery are over" I said clearly so everyone could hear "no more humans will be bought and sold and no more families will be torn apart and no more children will be stolen from their parents" Varek's eyes narrowed but he could not speak yet. Could not interrupt or argue. He had to listen. "I am offering you peace" I continued "real peace where humans have freedom and rights and a voice in how the kingdom is run"

“We’ll protect the rights of the people. We’ll fight for peace. We’ll rise against oppression.” He paced slowly, letting each word thunder in the minds of those listening. “There will be no more killing.” “No more bloodshed.” “And no more blind loyalty to broken laws.” “From now on, everyone is free to stay or leave. If you choose to stay—but don’t wish to associate—then that choice is yours. No judgment.” The circle grew warmer. Softer. Transformed. “We will support the government’s fight against injustice. We will stand with the people of this nation. From tonight onward, we are a family of freedom.”

"But there is no hiding from the truth. You will not just free these people. You will pay for every year of their lives that you stole." ​I feel the crown pulse, giving me the authority to set the terms. ​"Henceforth, every master who held a slave will surrender a quarter of their total wealth to those they oppressed. You will provide them with gold, land, and the means to live as equals. If you refuse, or if you ever treat a human as property again, my voice will be the last thing you hear before your heart stops beating." ​I let the command settle into their minds, weaving it into their very instincts so they can never disobey.

If you win the war, you all will get out of here as free men and women. Keyinde: Okay!! I promise if we win, I'll come and get you out too. We will all be free. Old man: I am free already the day I set my eyes on you. Keyinde: No you're not!! You'll die here if ieave you here. Old man: Go and free the rest. I am free. Now go!!! Go and free the rest Keyinde: No I can't..... Old man: Go!!!!!