we are the villains
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The world is 4023 and humanity has advanced into 'Manamity' through innumerable genetic and technological advancements. AI has developed and it is now developing subjects in micromanaged units all over the world, called, Development Laboratories — [DL]
Each DL has Sectors focused on engineering a certain race, quality, or developing prototypes of new a Specie. Within the DL is hierarchy, rules and cutthroat competition to be discharged as functioning people of the Manamity.
But defying the rules and busting themselves out are Subject S-3-2-3-6-9-43-7-2 and Subject U-262-7-36-27-34-22, now on the lose.
The two best friends, Ebenezer and Ambrosia, get together to make the World fall to their feet. After being subjugated to injustices, they decide to take power into their own hands.
Ben is a genius scientist and alchemist, working wonders with his hands. Busting out of a laboratory with his trainwreck of a best friend, they decide to avenge for their ancestors and rule the world for themselves.
But it won't be easy, given they are first time wannabe villains adjusting into society as well as trying to ruin it. There will be conflict, there will be death, there will be power and victims of their evil pursuits would be the Vampire Empire, the Werewolf Empire, the Merepeople Clan, the Cybrogs and the Wizarding World.
And their prime mode of tactic?
Well, Wit and Seduction.
EXCERPT ::
"If I ram his head into the walls, would it be good enough?"
"I don't think your limbs are capable of such grotesque means."
"No, I really think I can—!!"
"I don't want you whining in my bed all night, ma belle. I love you, but not enough to have your snot in my hair."
"Your love is shallow."
He stretched his lips in a sarcastic smile, having done with whatever he had been screwdriving into the tapestries. He stepped back, taking a moment to admire the subtlety of his work.
I hopped to stand beside him, tilting my head to see any differences from before. The wall was still hardwood, the tapestry was still faux fabric framed into the wall, the paintings were still glaring down on us. I flipped them off, just for the heck of it, knowing all too well they wouldn't be reporting shit after Ben had muted them for good. Freakin monitoring creeps.
"Ready to be Queen?" Ben whispered, leaning into my ear as he folded his hands against his chest. The digital drawer opened up in front of us and he shoved the screwdriver and little metallic tools into it. His gloved hand fisted hard as he slammed the digital drawer back into nothingness, muscles flexing and my throat gulping. Everyday, he was straying further away from science and alchemy and further into handsomeness and engineering.
"I'm always pretty enough to be one."
"Of course, ma belle petite."
Footsteps; we heard closing in.
One of the perks of being a Vampire were these enhanced senses. With one hand on my waist, Ben sped us out through the open windows. We jumped jumped out of perspective of wandering sights and made our way to the frontline clearing.
"What next?"
I had only said when inaudibly, spurts of glaring red fluid, suspiciously looking like blood, burst out of the windows and rained over the lawn.
"Now we are Lord and Lady. One step closer to absolute control."
END OF EXCERPT.
[[ THIS IS A DYSTOPIAN FANTASY SO IT WILL HAVE TECHNOLOGY AND MAGIC INFUSED TOGETHER. DON'T USE TOO MANY BRAINCELLS BECAUSE I'M NOT A SMART AUTHOR. MY PROTAGONISTS ARE GONNA BE ANTI-HEROS, IF YOU HAD NOT ALREADY FIGURED OUT THE VILLAIN PART. THE STORY WILL BE SORTA HAREM?? IDK. LET'S RULE THE WORLD TOGETHER!! ]]
