power is everything.

the world is divided. people must rise to the top. they must earn their glory. they must fight for their power. and Alastair is painfully good at it. he’s proud of it too. yes his methods are cruel and a bit inhumane… but why should he care? he’s on his way to take over all the other world leaders.

his boots thudded against the cold stone floor as he walked down the long corridor of cells. Alastair is rich because he owns a large mining company, where he has many… “workers”. one of these workers was imprisoned for trying to escape. it had been a month, and it was time he had a little chat with this rebel. she had something he needed. intelligence. he reached the last holding cell.