The Story
Dissimulo is a strange town located on the planet of Moore. Founded in 0AE (after exploration), it soon became the planet capital.
However, it holds a deadly secret... More recently, people have begun to disappear. These people range from rebels to innocent civilians. Nonetheless, with each subsequent disappearance, one more strange creature, known only as the "iGuards" appear on the streets. These cold, ruthless robots were put in place by the government. According to the governor, the bots are to "ensure the safety and well-being of the townsfolk". Everyone is under this illusion. However, a group of ten teenagers (under the name of The Golden) have their doubts. Together, this group bands together and fights the government and iGuards (the Ordinato)...
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Byrne frowned, muttering darkly to himself as he awoke from his sleep. Beside him, his self-created alarm clock was ringing loudly. "Shut up, shut up! I get the damned point!" he roared to the clock, rolling over to grab the clock. Unfortunately, he rolled over a bit too far and fell out of bed. Well... at least I'm awake now... he thought to himself, picking the clock up from where he'd knocked it and pulling the pin to reset the alarm.
After this, he rummaged through his closet. Finally, he pulled out a pair of black slacks, a white shirt, and a tattered black frock coat. After throwing this on, he wandered into the kitchen of his family's apartment. Resting against the coffee maker was a note from his parents...
Dear Bernie,
Sorry we left so early. Your father was called to work and I had to drive. We'll be back soon, I promise.
In the meantime, please don't get hurt playing that strange "Hero" game with your friends.
Love,
Mum
(PS: Pancakes are in the freezer.)
"It's not a damned game," Byrne muttered darkly, balling up the paper and hurling it into the corner. After making some breakfast and eating, he swiftly combed his hair and got into the elevator, watching through the clear back wall as the world passed him by. When he reached the bottom, he darted out the door, heading for the abandoned apartment complex known to him and a small group of friends as the Lair of The Golden...