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Chapter #5

A tired political leader

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They say that big changes sometimes need little changes to start. well Seth Leinfeild took that motto to heart. hearing the stories that his grandpappy told of the old world struck hard within him. a world where so little is controlled by the government...it felt impossible...but if it wasn't then...there must be a way to go back. and that was Seth's misson he was one of the very few people ever to rise above his social class in the new regime. it wasn't a little bump he kept rising to now he touching shoulders with the elite of the elite. But still...his dream was far away. Every move he made had to be made in secret as he knows if he said anything about his ideas he would be labeled an enemy of the state and promptly executed.

So he had to slowly chip away, like the newest law he changed maximum hair length is 3 cm over the 1 cm it was slow...but the turtle won the race.

"Is that really true was grandappy just senile?" Seth mumbled as he straightend his black, as we walked away from the large government building he left where once more the surpme leader tried to take more freedoms away...and there was nothing he could but stand there

"The turtle only won the race because the hare decided to rest...but in this race the hare is still running" he mum as he scratched his shaggy red hair, a perk of being the government lap dog most laws don't impact you...

He let out another sigh as he shook his head as he continued to walk home

"Hmm?" On his way he stopped as he spotted something most peculiaral it was a wind shafts, one where you could easily go between elevations but...this one just seemed different.

Walking over he inspected the strange tube...only for him to suddenly stumble inside rapidly plummeting a loud "Swoosh" as the tube closed itself something which normally shouldn't ever do.

"Shit!' He yelled as face planted onto the hard cemet floor of the tube.

Slowly Seth got up as he cradle his face

"Fuck..." he mumbled as he noticed his hand covered in blood it seemed something had cut on the way he could only hope it wasn't big.

"I really wish, I was one of those big wigs right now," he mumbled again.

In the new future there is incredible medicine that you could have shoved inside you and no matter what the injury would disappear, this could easily be a mass produced item which could save lifes but the top of the top held it so no would be able to just shoot them to kill them there are even rumors of a new version which could even produce anti-bodies making poison even ineffective.

"Where the hell am I?" Seth asked as he stumbled out of the tube..into what looked like a rather comfy little place.

"I wasn't expecting you Mr.Leinfelid, welcome" A rather short girl from the counter surrounded by countless...machines? He wasn't sure since they looked so primitive.

"What the hell is this place?" He said as he continued to walk out only for his eyes to widen...around him...was something only his grandpappy talked about...if he remembered it was a coffe shop.

"Why, it's my little tucked away coffee shop...though with you around it might not last long, I'll probably have to move shop," She said with a small frown.

Ah...yes that was another issue that plagued him, his fellow...co-working always sensed his ideas, though nothing concrete enough to claim him a traitor, but enough that they would besmrich his name in the news, making him seem like a evil man who constantly threw people in jail or killed them for no reason quickly turning people against him.

"...Worry not, I won't tell anyone...I am just curious about this place," He said as he walked closer.

"Hmm we're just a normal Cafè with a touch of spice,"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Why don't you order something and find out?"

His eyes went up and spotted the sign, it was full of weird names and such but finally he decided to go with...

(I am terrible with names lmao)

You have the following choices:

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1. Little girl chocolate mocha

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2. Latin-Americano

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3. Other (I can't think of more lol)

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