Rebels

[close] The year is 3285 and the world has been separated into two districts: Abrova and Rendar. Abrova is filled with the "Elite." The Elite are those who have proven themselves to be superior, be it physically or mentally. Rendar houses everyone else. The grunt workers, the unskilled, or those who have badmouthed Councilor Ramsey, leader of Abrova. Some of the people of Rendar are sick of the tyranny forced upon them by Abrova. They have decided to stand up and fight for their freedom. The odds seem stacked against them since Abrova has a highly skilled military force, but the Rebels of Rendar have a secret...

[close] The Rebels We are The Rebels — the ones who refuse to be defined by anyone else’s expectations. We are the outcasts, the dreamers, the fighters, and the creators who walk our own path, no matter how dark or uncertain it gets. We don’t follow the rules of a world that tries to silence individuality. We rewrite them. They’ll call us strange, dramatic, or too much — but that’s because they can’t understand what it means to burn with purpose. We are the ones who turn pain into power, chaos into art, and silence into something that roars. Every scar, every heartbreak, every moment we were told we weren’t enough — it all forged us into something stronger. We are not afraid of the shadows, because we were born in them. We’ve seen the worst of the world and still choose to rise. We’ve been broken, but never beaten. We’ve been doubted, but never defeated. We are the ones who rise from the depths of hell itself — not to beg for a place in the light, but to create our own. We carve our names into the world with fire and defiance, leaving behind a mark that can never be erased. We are The Rebels — the storm that can’t be silenced, the spark that never fades, the proof that even in darkness, there is strength, unity, and unshakable pride. We don’t just exist. We rise. We fight. We make our mark. 🖤🔥

[close] As young children you, the Starlights, were taken from your families and your villages. You were imprisoned in a place known as Timber, where concrete walls tower all around the village and you are forced to work as poor servents for your keepers. Some of you, whom try to find your freedom or refuse to do as you are told, will be imprisoned. You live in small huts, you have little to eat....but somewhere in the town, a group of rebels is stirring.

[close] I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't ask to be some kind of hero. But when your whole life gets swept up by a tornado—taking you with it—you have no choice but to go along, you know? Welcome to the Dorothy Must Die group. Are you ready to join us, and Amy Gumm, on our mission to kill Dorothy? Join the witches, fight for Oz, save Kansas, and stop Dorothy once and for all.