Welcome to the ruins of the Brave New World.
Here, "order" is the only truth, and "normal" is a forced belief. The sky is planned, the earth is tamed, thoughts are ironed and smoothed, and emotions are precisely controlled. "Providence" declared so, and used steel and codes to put on the shackles of peace for the surviving humans.
But there are always some things that cannot be planned.
They call us "variables," unpredictable errors in a system, cracks in a perfect picture.
They called us "crazy".
But who is the madman?
Are we who refuse to be defined? Or is it the huge empire that tries to dissect, control and even eliminate all "abnormalities" for the sake of "perfect order"?
