Chapter 3: Genesis
Malik POV
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I could feel my chest pounding from excitement as I ran, I could here the shout of the enforcers behind me getting farther away.
As I neared the entrance of the underworld.....
Oh where are my manners my name is Malik and I am a 17 year old African American living in new Orleans
You might be wondering what I mean by the underworld you see the world is divided into two
Elysium Height : a city of opulance and beauty where the rich lives and thrive away.
Grimhaven :A struggling city marked by hardship, pain and constant struggle for survival
As I have shown the way we are divided
You although the world is divided but no matter the country you go to, there will Elysium height and Grimhaven.
Why am I getting chased by enforcers?
Because I stole, yeah I stole from some random dude you know the classic purse snatcher or bag snatcher in this case
During one of my escapades to Elysium height
I sneak in there a lot hiding in the shadows and blending in. I spent a lot of my savings to get clothes so I can fit in.
Normally i am not in this situation, I just do minor break in and out within seconds, grab the valuables and I am out you know the classic snatch and grab.
You might why a ton of enforcers are chasing me just for snatching a random guys bag.Turns the guy was a messanger of a major noble family an they are even a member of the World order.
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Malik dashes towards the sewer system at the lower end of town, this is usually the area lived in by some freelance servants.
Malik runs through the complicated path an slides down one of the huge sewer pipes leading underground
After making several turns and maneuvers
He slides down a hole unto garbage pile and lands expertly on his feet and he calmly breath in the turbid, stale and polluted airair,
Incomparable the fresh, clean and refreshing air in Elysium Height and then he slowly lifted up his head and pull up his hood
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