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Huff!Huff!

Bang!

A man was coursing through the small alley in fear of something.

Thump!

He stumbled upon a stone and fell on the ground while despair dawned upon his face.

Step! Step!

Someone's footstep was heard frightening the man out of his damn mind while he attempted to get up.

"Pardon Me, I did not know about you, was just trying to protest peacefully man!"

The man begged in a hoarse voice though it was quivering like a little girl.

The sound of footsteps did not ring, and a man aged forty-five appeared before him.

The man's face looked deadlier than a zombie, sprawled with blood making his completely white eyes dyed red.

The man shook his head and took out the magnum, smoking out flames, indicating it was used a while ago.

"Heeh!"

The protester hid behind a small container, looking for a way to escape.

Reload!

A Tink sound was made while reloading this absolute killer handgun, a magnum which could even pierce the shields of guards.

"You threw a fucking stone which gave me this scar to my perfect appearance, how would I make my face perfect again, huh? Do you have any fucking idea about it?"

The man in the police dress touched the big wound implanted on his face by the stone.

The protester shrieked and attempted to say anything but at last, held himself back, then stood up with his hand raised in the sky.

"Hey, I give my deepest apologies, just let me live and I'll give ya enough amount of money to do surgery on your face,"

The protester put up a fake facade while thinking of killing the cop next time by using lynching on him in disguise of protest.

Boom!

"Perfect Headshot!"

The 45 years old cop cried out in pleasure seeing the bullet piercing the head of the protester.

"Huh?"

The protester did not expect it, feeling shocked and betrayed and slowly fell to the ground.

The cop took out a perfectly shaped cigarette and lit it up using the lighter.

Puff!

"Wooh! This is strong, eh?!"

The cop was named Winston, living in the street of the banana city which was a top-tier city in the Arofia country.

From childhood, he suffered his father's rage and his mother's tantrums which almost suffocated him to death.

One day, he was eating his food when his dad smashed the beer bottle on his head for venting his anger after losing all his money on gambling and girls.

For some seconds, Winston did not do anything but continued to eat his food spoiled with beer.

His mother saw it and gave him a slap telling him to clean the table while making some short videos on social media.

In the world, his dad wanted to sleep with as many girls as possible to flaunt before his friends while his mother wanted to gain as many followers as she could whether by being naked or being a friendly and outgoing person.

Puchi!

A knife penetrated the head of the dad killing him instantly while the mother was so immersed in social media that she did not care about the screams of dad as Winston pierced his beer belly.

"Mom, I'll go to school, please do not use my bed for making masturbation videos, alright?"

He packed his lunch made by himself and left home by standing at a roadblock which automatically reached his destination.

"Fuck Off!"

His mom laughed as she did not care about his request.

After reaching the school, he saw his dad lying on the floor without any breath while blood gushed out of his stomach.

"Hello everyone, my husband has left the world, and he was a very nice person. Can you please like this video for his last appearance?"

In the school T.V., his mom sorted out the body of his dad and made some cute poses.

Winston shook his head and entered the classroom.

In the class, there were multiple kinds of people sitting at the artificial seats, playing games or chatting with their friends.

In the whole class, nobody could be seen talking with each other instead most of them were attempting to avoid everyone.

Step!

A perfect-looking woman with a fair face, big boobs almost popping out of her black coat and a smooth ass which was a pleasant scenery for any man or woman entered the classroom.

She was Jenna, the class teacher in a high school called Anemora School funded by the government which was available to rich kids.

You might ask if Winston was rich then, yeah he was because his mother earned millions of dollars from a website known as Online naked booties.

There you could watch your brother, sister, mom, dad or even your crush getting railed by someone, all you gotta do is pay enough amount of money.

His mom was a gorgeous lady, so she was hailed the queen of the website.

At this time, gender sexuality was considered a useless thing. You could have sex with anything as long as you did not hurt someone or yourself in any fatal way.

His mom once signed a contract involving him in the industry when he was seventeen as the age of consent was thirteen there.

But Winston refused to do any of that thing seeing the situation of the world becoming more and more aware of all the propaganda going on by some people.

"Today, we will study gender rights and how a girl can be better than everyone out there,"

The class teacher made of artificial intelligence fixed her glasses and opened the big screen.

Winston saw girls getting flared up as they chewed the chewing gum and looked at him in an annoying scoffing way.

"For a long time, patriarchy has held girls back by making sex a taboo, they all looked down upon girls but today girls are becoming more and more independent by earning millions from the sex industry, you all girls should be inspired by them and show your beauty cause you deserve the money,"

The class teacher taught in the way it was programmed.

Winston recalled seeing people jerking off til death but he shrugged it away as you could not say anything against industry because it was strengthening the females in the world.

You would be cancelled, lynched or even abused by people labelling you as an agent of patriarchy.

Winston felt someone's stare and saw an ugly blue-haired girl throw the chewing gum on the floor which was instantly cleaned off by the floor.

Winston shook his head and left the classroom as it was not interesting, he took a fancy train and paid some thousand dollars.

Trains were there for people to feel the era of the 2000s as it was long gone, and it was the time of the 4000s.

He spent his money with an open heart as he never needed to earn, while his mom earned millions in a year.

"Where you would like to go, sir?"

"Weapon Shop!"