This RPG is based upon a full length script treatment that a group and I have created. So bear with me people July 15, 2160 The ultimate dream: the perfect society. Hundreds of thousands of years have been devoted towards achieving this elusive goal. Hundreds of empires and civilizations have tried..and failed, either to imcompent leaders or creed consumed the people to the point beyond reason. The metropolis of Axuim, the pinnacle of human ingenuity and with the same blade and firearm...savagery. Once an established monarchy, led by King Wallon Laurentine VII Axuim expirenced great successes, militarily, culturally, and economically. The world itself has changed much in the past two hundred years or so. Axuim, a great place of wonders;forests to the north,a desert in the south and an ocean to the west. Perfect yet scarred beyond measure. Despite these unprecedented gains that have been made, there has been and will always be a select few that feel as not enough has been done, too many loose ends left unchecked. Patience is best left to the weak, an ill conceived idea spineless idealists use to make excuses for their inadequacy. Precious time wasted, so therefore only one option: coup d'eat. With the sroke of a pen, the bang of a rifle, and the swing of a blade the crown was overthrown. Beginning of the regime; a militant headed government ran by a group referred to simply as the parliment, a large body of politicians and delegates. Sitting at the head is the Prime and Vice Minister, respectively. Power is then shifted from them to the Cardinals, Deacons, Judges and finally Mayors, who control these metropolises. Any and all who failed to submit, were treated as heretics and therefore deserved to die like dogs, no compromise. Some however fled underground, fought back for a land they no longer had a place in have continued to do so for the last twenty five years; a beautiful struggle. The war ravaged land is stained with poverty, starvation, crime and oppression. It holds the people with an iron fist, never letting go, forever united. Perfect. So now I ask of you: will you answer the cries of the weary? Or silence them until they are gasps of blood smothered air? The choice is yours?.