Prologue - The End
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The mayor looks upon the three ranks.
Tetrachromats (Known as "Tetras"[tet-tras] ) , the highest echelon of society, are born with wealth and fame to their name. They can see around twice a bank of colors, a vast collection of tints and hex, flooding into their peripheral vision. Most of them are leaders, billionaires, and celebrities controlling the population.
Trichromats, (Known as "Tris"[try-s] ) which account for 70% of the world's inhabitants, are the average people of society. They can see a compact handful of colors, mostly mixtures of reds, blues, and greens.
Monochromats (Known as "Mono's" [mon-nose] ) are the lowest members of society. Limited to only black and white vision, they are born with shame and fragility. Many of them are homeless, sickly, or dead.
Or so it seemed.
Legends and myths, conspire that there used to be a fourth rank. Monsters that resemble humans, who have godly-like powers, and the ability to go without food or water for months.
"Glitchers" were what we called them, creatures who created malfunctions in the rankings of society...... by killing civilians..and creating fear and anger throughout the three ranks.
A black three dimensional triangle called "The Triangle" hovers over the sky it is the place where the mayor lives and oversees society.
After the Great War, they used their role as Mayor to exterminate all Glitchers and create world peace.
The world I was born to, is unfair, and full of injustice, cruelty, and hatred.
As I watched soldiers after soldiers die, and the civilians cry in fear, I made a promise to myself:
To hold my head high, fight, and never give up.
And lastly, to never forgive the Glitchers.