You were a resident of the nation of Ladoria, and for many thousands of years, the wealth disparity had been absurd. Only the very top of society had access to the absurd wealth of your continent, for indeed Ladoria spanned a whole continent. The wealthy were selfish, cruel, greedy, and obscenely wealthy, decadent, and wasteful. Not to mention incredibly corrupt. You had been slaving in the fields when you felt a pin-prick in the side of your arm, and then nothing but darkness. You awoke, finding yourself on an incredibly soft surface. The first thing to fill your vision was a plump woman with blonde hair wearing a blue silk dress, richly embroidered with gold and embedded with sapphires, rubies, emeralds, diamonds, and ambers, her deep green eyes studying you.