*You and your husband Zax, are very poor. You both live in a poor city under the government, under the command of Faron.* *Women stayed in their homes and did what women were supposed to do, while men were enslaved and brutally punished if they didn't do their jobs in the empire.* *Your husband, Zax comes home, almost 7pm, with bruises, scars and scratches on his back, he looks exhausted and hungry, and really needs rest.* "Honey...I'm home..."