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Beyond the walls

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In a world ravaged by the aftermath Third World War, the remnants of humanity cling to survival within towering walls, sheltering them from the horrors of the outside world. Amidst the ruins, a young protagonist emerges, burdened by the weight of his past lives and the promise of a new beginning. Born into a world torn apart by greed and ambition, the protagonist's journey spans three distinct lives-a soldier, a prince, and a slave-each reincarnation shaping his understanding of the world and his role within it. As a soldier, he witnesses the devastating consequences of war firsthand, grappling with the brutality of conflict and the fragility of life. As a prince, he enjoys the comforts of privilege, oblivious to the darkness lurking beyond the walls. And as a slave, he confronts the harsh realities of oppression and injustice, igniting a spark of rebellion within him. Driven by the memories of his past lives and the desire for redemption, the protagonist embarks on a quest to defy fate and forge a new destiny. With allies at his side and enemies at every turn, he navigates a treacherous landscape of political intrigue and personal sacrifice, determined to uncover the truth behind the world's cataclysmic downfall. But as secrets are revealed and alliances tested, the protagonist must confront the ultimate truth: that the key to humanity's salvation lies not in the past, but in the courage to embrace the future. In a world haunted by echoes of its former self, he must rise above the ashes of destruction and lead his people toward a brighter tomorrow.
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Chapter 1 - Filler ( character narration)

Jericho's P.O.V

I stand among the ruins, haunted by the echoes of the past. The war that ravaged our lands, tearing apart nations and families, was a testament to humanity's capacity for destruction. Yet, amidst the despair, a glimmer of hope remains.

I was from a broken home. My father left my mother shortly after I was born because I was never supposed to be born—they tried aborting me but failed. Despite our struggles, my mother and I forged a unique and happy life together. I often think back to those days, the small moments of joy and love we shared.

When the war began, the government demanded that each household send their first son to the military. I remember the fear in my mother's eyes as they took me away, her desperate pleas falling on deaf ears. Though I was unskilled, I trained relentlessly, driven by the hope of one day reuniting with her.

The final day of the war arrived, a day whispered about in hushed tones among the soldiers. We knew it would be decisive. I fought with all my might, each swing of my weapon fueled by the thought of my mother. But then the bomb dropped. The world erupted into chaos, and I froze, my mind blank with terror. In that instant, I felt the heat, saw the blinding flash, and then—nothing.

As I lay dying, the sounds of battle fading away, my thoughts were of my mother. I wished I could see her one last time, to tell her I loved her. The world grew dark, and I welcomed the peace of oblivion. But instead of eternal rest, I felt a strange sensation, as if being pulled from one existence to another. I was reborn.

My new life began 150 years later, in the body of a stillborn prince. It was a life of luxury and privilege, far removed from the chaos of my past. But this life, too, was fleeting. A coup d'etat forced me to flee, and in my desperation, I was forced to commit suicide. Once again, I felt the pull of reincarnation, and I awoke in the body of a dead slave in this same post-war world.

This new world was both familiar and strange. Humans had evolved, becoming stronger and faster, with mystical creatures living among them. But beneath the surface, darkness lurked. Society was plagued by "good fatteners"—children sacrificed to monsters—and racism and discrimination still existed.

I knew I had to act. I had seen the darkness of life, and I was determined to change it. With my friends by my side, I planned to overthrow the mad king who had usurped my throne in my former life. I had been complacent then, but now, as a slave and a monster's fattener, I knew the true meaning of darkness. And I was ready to fight.

My name is Jericho Ackerman, and this is my story—a tale of rebirth, redemption, and revolution. I will fight to change this world, to bring light to the darkness, and to bring back the good old world.