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Richard Jackson Sat on crates in his attic, Writing A Speech for the few rebels that were among his ranks "To free The...no that's no good" he crumples the paper he was writing on, Looking out his his window at the Savanna-Troopers Beating a Humble storekeep. "Poor man" he walks outside to the storekeep and checks if he's ok "sir are you alright?" The storekeeper gets up and wipes the blood off his cheek "yes I'm fine, Though I wish the Old Zealand Republic Learned how to take care of their citizens" Richard looks at the old Zealand flag on a nearby store,it had been Fifty years since they had come to power, ever since then they'd Made civilian life in Old Zealand a living hell, sending random people to prison camps for saying one thing out of line with the Entruo Pary's beliefs, letting their soldiers beat and rob innocent shopkeepers and bystanders and worst of all, watching every step you make and replacing you if it seems fit, this government needed to fall, before the people suffered even more from the hands of these monsters, and He was going to be the one that would be causing this revaluation
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