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Amazon Apocalypse: Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2022-10-26 17:43:36 +0000 UTCMy team ran past zombies as fast as possible, smashing them apart with whatever they could lay their hands on. The violence echoed throughout the grocery store, making the place feel like a war zone. A zombie would stagger after us every once in a while, but we quickly disposed of them before they could reach us.
You have slain [Newly Risen Zombie - Level 1] x3
Despite being disgusting and terrifying at first, the zombies turned out to be surprisingly weak. I calmed down after killing a few of them and looking at my notifications.
I wasn’t sure if zombies were just innately only as strong as giant cockroaches or if it was because these people had been so low level before they died, but it only took one Mana Bolt to finish them. Seeing how easy killing them off was, I decided that instead of fleeing, we’d just cleanse the store and do our shopping after we put them all down.
As we worked our way deeper into the building, I noticed a couple of dead bodies lying near the stairs. These had been bitten just like the first. When I approached, they attacked. So that was another point in favor of them being contagious.
“Everyone, be careful. If you aren’t certain you can kill these things without getting bitten, let me take them out with a Mana Bolt,” I ordered.
The zombies were rather slow, and even an ordinary human could just walk away from them. The level one zombies didn’t even have the coordination to stand. Their best tactic seemed to play dead and trying to surprise anyone who came near them. Now that we knew their trick, they stood little chance against us.
Bridget pushed an empty shelf on top of one zombie and jumped on top of the trapped undead monster, and Sakura jumped on their backs to pin them to the floor with her foot as she bashed their heads in with her bat.
Caleb was a bit more cautious about taking the undead down than either of the ladies, so he threw things at the creatures from afar until they stopped moving. He had a surprisingly good throwing arm on him though, and the zombies he took down looked quite strange with frozen sausages sticking out of either of their eye sockets.
Truthfully, I was disappointed at how low their levels were. I might have leveled up if some of these zombies had been level three or four. As of now, I was barely earning any experience points at all. But it was worth wiping these things out when we finally figured out where the grocery store survivors had been hiding. They were tucked away in the bathroom at the back of the store.
“All the zombies are dead now!” I yelled as I tapped on the door. “You guys can come out.”
“How do we know you aren’t a zombie?” A voice yelled out in reply.
“Did you hear any of those zombies talking?” I asked. “Because I didn’t. Trust me, I’m not a zombie.”
“Sounds like the kind of thing a zombie would say!”
Convincing everyone to come out proved to quite difficult, but not impossible. Eventually, I got them to crack the door open enough that they could inspect me and see I was a living, flesh and blood human, just like them. At that point, they finally opened the door, and I could look inside.
A group of survivors sat huddled together, terrified of the monsters outside. We told them not to worry and brought them out to see that there was nothing to be afraid of.
The world had already fallen apart before they stepped foot outside. Most of them thought the zombie attack was an isolated incident confined to this one supermarket and had been certain help would come to wipe them out soon. I had to break the bad news to them.
“What are we supposed to do now, if nowhere is safe?” A worried older woman asked. She was older with gray hair and reminded me a little of my grandmother before she died.
She was right. Nowhere was safe for a bunch of level ones, though they did have a stat boost from Blessed of the System that would make them a bit harder to kill than ordinary people before the integration.
“There’s an office building where a bunch of survivors are grouping up. If you help us bring food there, I’m sure they’d be happy to take you in.” And just like that, I recruited people to push another twenty carts. It was a good thing too because my suggestion to use Sakura like a locomotive hadn’t gone over well.
Once they fully grasped the situation, the survivors thanked me profusely for saving their lives and helping them escape. I was just sorry there were no zombies left since they could have used the levels. Not that I could have gotten them to leave the bathroom if there had been any zombies left. They had a hard enough time just walking past the pools of blood.
About a third of them were useful for collecting supplies, but that meant we had ten people helping us. The rest were only good for pushing carts, but on the way back that was just what we needed.
***
Before long, we had emptied a good portion of the grocery store and were headed back to the office. Our team was exhausted and sweaty from carrying all the heavy stuff, but the work gave them all something to focus on other than the fact that their world had changed forever. I made sure to remind them how important this food was. This journey would keep many people from starving once we got back.
“Caleb, let’s scout ahead. Bridget and Sakura can keep an eye on everyone,” I suggested.
Knowing how badly these people reacted to a few low-level zombies, the last thing I wanted to do was force them to confront something actually powerful. Caleb was putting points into perception to get the Examine skill, so he could see just about everything, even in the shadows between buildings.
We spotted a few Scavenger Cockroaches, most of which I killed with my Mana Bolt.
“There are the bodies from before,” Caleb said, pointing ahead. Some level two cockroaches had been nibbling on them just minutes ago. That was probably how they reached level two in the first place.
“Let’s move them into the alley. I don’t want the new survivors seeing them.”
So we dragged the bodies aside, disrupting a few rats while we were at it. They were all low level, just like the first group of rats I killed, but they seemed less impressive. Now that I was killing them with just one Mana Bolt, I realized they were only about knee height. Sure, the Rat Matriarch had been much bigger, but maybe these things weren’t so terrifying. But I suppose that’s the major benefit of being able to kill them just by pointing at them.
My Mana Bolt hadn’t gotten any more powerful, but with my swelling reserves combined with my steadily growing Caster proficiency, I’d become able to push each shot to its full potential. It wasn’t a good solution considering how much less efficient Mana Bolt got when I pumped it up with too much power, but if I ran into stronger enemies, a magical punch wouldn’t do it. I needed something more like a magical gun. I wasn't there yet, but maybe I would be with a few more days of work.
Still, all the things we ran into were fairly low level, which suggested I had been leveling even faster than the creatures trawling the city. That was a bit of a relief, but also somewhat worrying. What about the forest? Maybe there were creatures beyond the city limits whose levels were skyrocketing with every passing hour. And where had the Rat Matriarch gone when she’d run off?
“Something’s wrong,” Caleb said as he turned abruptly, as we were tossing the last of the bodies in the alley where they’d be out of sight for the survivors who would pass through.
Bending my ear, I heard Sakura shouting something with urgency. With his perception, Caleb probably heard what she was saying a lot more clearly than I did.
“What is it?”
“I think they’re under attack,” Caleb replied.
We ran around the corner, and sure enough, Sakura and Bridget stood over a body. With a heavy heart, I realized the older woman reminded me of my grandmother. Next to her was a man with a bloody golf club. He had a scowl on his face, and his weapon was locked with Sakura’s like they were crossing swords.
There were two of them together, each dressed in a pair of stolen boots and coats. Beneath those garbs were a pair of bright orange jumpsuits I recognized from Crownhill's local prison. Of course. If the police station had been disarmed, the prison guards probably had been as well. A prison break here or there was natural with an apocalypse on the way.
“Out of the way,” the man yelled. He was big and burly and two heads taller than Sakura. One shove should have sent Sakura flying to one side by all rights. But Sakura had been putting points into strength, and her physical power defied reality. So when the burly murderer shoved, Sakura shoved too, and he was the one who was pushed back.
“Fucking hell. I thought you said these people were easy pickings, just like those law office guys,” the murderer's companion said.
I realized we’d probably found the culprits behind killing those bodies we’d hauled out of the way a few minutes ago. We would have to watch out for more of their kind in the coming days. There were a few hundred prisoners in that facility. Assuming even only a fraction of them were violent, they would gain levels the fastest. The prison guards had probably been some of the first casualties of the integration.
The types we had gathered here were violent and opportunistic, which meant they’d be in trouble eventually. While I still intended to set up camp in my little mountain bunker, I wasn’t about to let criminals terrorize my hometown. Sakura and Bridget were overpowering the two they were fighting, which meant we had the level advantage.
“Let’s go,” the murderer said. “Time to bail.” He glanced our way and saw us rushing toward them.
“Split off,” I shouted to Caleb, and he peeled off to cover their escape.
I headed straight for them.
“Out of our way!” One of them swung his golf club like he would swat me aside when I was in range. But I had no intention of getting into a fistfight with the guy. His strength stat had probably been higher than mine before the integration and was probably far higher than mine now.
So instead, I just pointed my finger at his forehead and unleashed a highly charged Mana Bolt.
The man’s head whipped back like he’d been struck with a rock. His head didn’t explode like a melon, but he stumbled backward. Before he could recover, I followed the attack up with another Mana Bolt.
“Fuck off!” He shouted as he righted himself, swinging his golf club wildly and spraying the old lady’s blood everywhere. He must have thought there was someone invisible hitting him in the head. I replied by shooting him with Mana Bolt again. And again.
The fight was practically over when Sakura, Bridget, and I closed around the two murders.
“W-wait! We didn’t mean to kill anyone!” the murderer with the golf club said. His words were slurred and he wobbled back and forth as he struggled to stand. Blood leaked from his eyes, ears, and mouth. All those Mana Bolts had probably given him three concussions at once. He tossed his weapon aside when he realized how bloody it was and tried to give Sakura his best charming smile.
She turned to me, and I shook my head. I pointed my finger right at his eye. With so little distance between us, this one hit something much more vulnerable than his thick skull.
Your Caster proficiency has increased to 5.
That attack finally exhausted the last of the murderer's health points. The man dropped dead, blood and brain matter oozing from his empty eye socket. His body squirmed for a moment until Sakura brought her baseball bat down on his head.
Realizing we would not show any mercy, the other escaped prisoner jumped to his feet. He sized the three of us up and must have decided Bridget looked the weakest out of everyone present, so he gave her a shove to break free of our circle. A moment later, he ran face-first into Caleb’s table leg, which he’d been carrying propped up over his shoulder and now swung to intercept the fleeing prisoner.
You have slain [Henchman - Level 4}!
You have slain [Psychopath - Level 6]!
Congratulations! You have advanced to level 7!
“Y-you killed them!” A woman gasped in horror from our shopping cart baggage train.
“Yeah. Just like they would have done to you,” I replied. “You’re welcome.”
“I... but...” the woman stuttered, unable to find words with the smell of blood in the air.
Calming down the survivors after that little episode took far longer than the fight itself. Everyone was screaming, crying, or some combination thereof. It was annoying, not just because we cleared away the bodies earlier to make sure they didn’t see something like this.
It took me a few minutes of reflection to figure out what was ticking me off.
It was their attitude. They’d survive the apocalypse and defied the odds living so far. Those two criminals would have killed them if we had given them the opportunity. And yet here they were, clinging to old sensibilities that would get them killed if they hung on to them any longer. What were they thinking?
Perhaps I’d started down the wrong path. I have tried to shield anyone from our new reality. If there were bodies on the street, they’d just have to learn to walk over them. If there were monsters in our path, they’d have to fight them with us.
But by some ironic twist of fate, the rest of our journey back to the office was entirely peaceful. There wasn’t so much as a rat or a giant cockroach for the survivors behind us to fight. I allocated my stat points while we walked, putting three in Intelligence and one into Perception.
“Ha, I think I see Craig and his crew coming back from the convenience store. They look a little worse for wear.” Caleb squinted into the distance.
I couldn’t see that far, but Caleb’s perception was at nine, so I wasn’t surprised that he could see things I couldn’t. Perhaps next level up I'd put two points into Perception instead.
We returned to the office to find it much the same as I’d left it. Benjamin and Margaret were beside themselves with joy to see our safe return, and everyone else eyed the wagons of food hungrily.
The new survivors were welcomed with open arms considering what they were bringing with them, and the survival group expanded by quite a bit.
“Maybe we should stay here a while, Carter?” Sakura suggested. Quite a few of the other survivors were treating us like conquering heroes just for braving the great outdoors and bringing back supplies.
I shrugged. “Maybe.”
I still wanted to get my supplies and set up base in my survival shelter. I’d spent an awful lot of my time setting that up before the integration, after all.
But maybe staying at the office wouldn’t hurt. After all, if things really went south again, we could always flee to safety. It would be good to keep the mountaintop bunker as a secret shelter.
When I talked to Benjamin next, he had an exciting discovery to share with me.
“Carter, look at this!” He gestured to the empty air in front of him.
“I don’t see anything.”
“Oh. Right. System screen. Here, let me share what I’m seeing with you.” Benjamin made a few obscure gestures, and suddenly the air before him lit up and a screen popped into existence. It looked different from mine, like it had been pulled out of a spreadsheet. In fact, looking closer, it looked exactly like a spreadsheet.
In contrast, my System screen was reminiscent of a plain text web game. These screens must have been customized for the individual meant to interact with them.
“How’d you do that?” I asked as I ducked around to look at Benjamin’s screen with him.
“We’ve been experimenting while you were out adventuring. There are a lot of features on these menus. One of our people even found a calculator. This thing even has an app store! And to think I was sad my phone stopped working. I’ll show you how to access those menus later. For now, this is what I want you to look at.”
New Quest Available!
Establish a settlement:
- Your group meets all suitable requirements for establishing a settlement for the class: shelter.
- Establishing a shelter will enable the purchase of shields, training equipment and allow the purchase of non-combat jobs through the profession system.
- To establish a shelter, you must fend off all who would oppose the establishment of your shelter, both sentient and monster. Completion will grant a Settlement Obelisk in the geographic center of your shelter.
“You want to try this quest?” I asked.
“Many people are very hopeful about that line there. Allows the purchase of non-combat jobs through the profession system.” Benjamin pointed to the second bullet point before us.
“It looks like you’re going to need to fight to complete the quest, though,” I cautioned.
Benjamin nodded. “That’s why I wanted to bring it up to you. We need people willing to fight, and after Craig took most of those from us, we need everyone we can get. I know your group of four has already helped us so much already, but I can promise to make it worth your while if you help us again.”
Benjamin showed me another screen.
You have selected the governance form: Republic.
- A republic is ruled by democratically elected representatives and can contain one or many branches of government.
- Due to your planet's achievements with this and related forms of governments, you will receive unique bonuses to establishing this type of governing body.
“The important part for you is right here.” Benjamin flicked through several more screens.
Government branch: High Sword
- The High Sword of a Republic is a permanent position, usually held by one of a republic’s strongest combatants. They are the ultimate guarenteer of law and order, and their power is the backbone of any civilization.
- In the more common monarchy type of governance, the High Sword would be king. The High Sword of a Republic sacrifices absolute authority for greater freedom of the citizenry.
- Despite not wielding absolute power, High Swords of Republics are often both wealthier and more powerful than their monarch peers due to the fact that merchants inherently prefer to do business in nations based on law and order rather than the supreme authority of a monarch.
The High Sword holds the following powers.
- A continuous stipend of 30% of all tax revenue from the Republic or the equivalent in resources.
- The ability to raise armies and declare war.
- Immunity to all laws within the Republic.
I raised an eyebrow. High Sword sounded like somewhere between a president and a constitutional monarch.
“Are you... offering this position to me?” I asked.
“Yes,” Benjamin replied. “I have the Examine skill, and besides Craig, you’ve got the highest level of anyone I’ve seen. And I sure as hell am not asking Craig if he wants the position. The ability to raise armies and declare war is just going to be ceremonial for the system. I doubt we’re going to have anything resembling an army. But I’ve been reading everything I can about the jobs and the profession system. I think that 30% tax revenue stipend could add up to something nice for you. It's supposed to be very worthwhile for anyone who takes one of these jobs.”
“And what about these monsters? Are you sure we can handle them?”
Benjamin leaned in close and whispered. “That’s where I have a little secret. My car.”
“Your car?”
“I like to head to the shooting range after work. I’ve got two rifles in there, both much higher gauge than Craig’s little handgun.” Benjamin said. “You saw how many levels that little thing gave him. Imagine what we could do with a pair of real guns?” Benjamin said with an eager gleam in his eyes. “I’ll take one while we complete the quest, and you can use the other. Even in Craig is higher level than you now. I’m sure he won’t be by the time we run out of ammo. Outleveling him will keep him from making trouble. And if he makes trouble anyway, you’re more than welcome to use the rifle to... maintain order. Just like the High Sword title says.”
“You sure you want me to have the other gun? Not your wife?” I asked. I wasn’t sure how good Craig’s perception skill was, but he had the Examine skill, which meant it was at least ten. I didn’t want him to hear about anyone’s plot to assassinate him.
Benjamin shook his head. “We talked already. We’ll have plenty of time after the quest is won. Besides, nobody here will leave the office. The parking garage is nearly half a block over. You’d have to retrieve the guns, or they’ll just sit there uselessly.”
“Have you spoken with the police station? They said their guns were all broken. I don’t know how Craig got his working.”
Benjamin nodded. “We’ve been chatting with them. I’ve told them about Craig, and some of the guys here have a few theories. Theories we're working on confirming with a little good old fashion corporate espionage. There’s a special title you have to earn before a gun even works for you, and even then, it takes a bit of fiddling. But we’ve been spying on Craig and know he’s taken his gun apart and put it back together multiple times. That has to have something to do with it. If we can figure out his trick, we’ll be catching up to his level before we know it.”
I was certain that the gun was the main reason Craig was at a higher level than me. Even my Mana Bolt didn’t have as much of a punch to it as a bullet, which was the main reason I’d been careful not to initiate a shootout with Craig. But if I could span the level advantage, he wouldn’t be able to intimidate us any longer.
And the thought of doing so using his own trick was just too good an idea to pass up. I could hardly wait to see the look on his face.
“What if I end up using up all your ammo?”
“If there are as many jobs in this profession store as I've been lead to believe, I’m betting at least one of them involves casting lead into bullets,” Benjamin replied.
I licked my lips. Doing this really would tie myself to these survivors. Did I want that?
I glanced back at Sakura, Bridget, and Caleb, still being thanked like heroes just as I’d been a minute ago.
“Alright, Benjamin. I'm in.”
Benjamin clapped me on the shoulder. “You won’t regret this.”
<Note>
Sorry for the delay! Finally got the chapter back when the server came back online.
I get a bit annoyed at the fact that in a lot of these novels the main characters end up establishing what is essentially a totalitarian dictatorship. But in universes with such dramatic levels of power, I suppose it is natural for the physically strongest person to rule. I was thinking about how a more democratic form of government might work in such a setting though and this is what I came up with.
I might tweak things still since there are few examples to learn from, but for now I think this is vaguely what I'd like to progress toward.
Carter Smith (Human, Level 7. Rank F)
Strength: 7
Agility: 5
Perception: 8
Vitality: 12
Intelligence: 19
Willpower: 7
Charisma: 7 (+4)
Luck: 0
Caster proficiency 5.
Comments
Marvin
It's all building up to something, don't worry. In the first version that I ended up rewriting, he skipped town immediately, but I changed things up in this one because people didn't like him being so cold/ruthless.
Justin
Sorry man. I just lost any respect for Carter. He has a great revelation in the middle of the chapter about ungrateful Useless people too stupid to get with the program then he tries himself to a larger group of people who are just as useless. He has been planning for the apocalypse for years, has an active plan set up and throws it away not even 6 hours into the first day. I don’t like Craig but he’s much more likely to survive than Carter.
Kconraw
Once people start getting powerful with magic or get a ranged melee skill the guns power should lvl out. Not sure how I feel about him becoming the leader of a small settlement when he still has that patronage quest to do for the Amazons cuz if the reward is supposed to teleport him to their world for a while, he might put it off for a while due to obligations and responsibilities to the settlement which kinda defeats the purpose of the title of this series, which i was getting excited for. Also, at the end of the chapter only one of his proficiencies was listed. Thx for the chapter.
Michael Jackson
Well knights and guns dont mix, imagine world war 2 and you bring in drone warfare smart missiles, icbm, body armour etc, throws a spanner in the works as you wouldnt need warships or planes. Now i like guns and dont see the problem as most as you say stop people using them in the genre and in the uk we do not have any guns available so knifes swords bows crossbows and maybe some farmers have shotguns or the rich or stately homes may have a black powder musket, we can own deacivated guns but not the ammo that goes into them. I think in that respect the uk would come out better for lack of firearms if they suddenly stopped working, yes i understand cars not working and anything with a microchip getting fried but like the evildead old old cars motorbikes etc should still work. Now as to society yep democratic monarchy with maybe a bit of usa thrown in sounds good .
Iron Akela
I’m keen to see what Carter gets at Intelligence 20! Really enjoying this so far
Iron Akela
A military background isn’t required for guns per se. And I also have to say that I don’t think I’ve ever read a system apocalypse written by anyone I consider to know much about guns. Maybe I’m reading the wrong authors :o) Personally, I think guns have a place. Treat them like you would any other ranged weapon, where it’s the class abilities and skill levels which make up the majority of their damage and they work fine. Better than fine, in my opinion, because everyone suddenly being able to use a bow despite it being much much harder to learn to use well than a gun smacks of [plot bullshit] to me. It’s the same reason as why crossbows were so common in medieval times. Easier to learn to use well. I can definitely see that, in this world, guns start off powerful. But we’ve not seen any bows, so maybe they’re roughly equivalent. Or maybe they’re just overwhelmingly powerful at low levels, but Vitality would soon make them less wonderful - unless you’ve proficiency and class abilities/high stats etc. At which point they remain relevant but not overpowered
Iron Akela
While ‘might makes right’ holds sway, who says the leader has to be the strongest. Having the leader being someone respected by the community and the strongest being a constable or something would certainly deviate from the norm. That way Carter wouldn’t be in charge, but still the leader of the police/military type group
Marvin
Yeah, I feel the same. We will do a hard turn into magic and sword fighting by the end of the book.
Andrew Kinzler
I don't mind guns as much in this setting, but i would want to see them get power creeped out. Just cause magic, sword fighting, etc is much more fun to me. However, I despise them in medieval fantasy settings. Whenever they're brought in it always ruins it for me
Marvin
Yeah, guns also tend to change the flavor of a system apocalypse dramatically, which is why most authors get rid of them either by bringing everyone to a tutorial or by flat out making them stop working. I decided I had to keep them since people thought it was cheap that they stopped working last time, but I really want to minimize their impact on the story. They don’t mix all that well with the sub genre and tend to mess up a lot of the aspects readers enjoy most. Plus, I’m the wrong choice to write military fiction, especially when so many other authors in the genre have a military background and I don’t.
DiabolicalGenius
Too bad. I really wanted to see the Sakura choo choo train~ I think the main reason it usually ends up as a dictatorship aside from individual strength becoming so important in this kind of setting, is that it's easier and keeps things simple. Having the fun stuff like levelling up, kicking ass and flirting with a harem being put off to deal with all the debates, complaints and wrangling that comes with a democratic system of government. Plus all the readers who want to self-insert into the male lead on his power trip, tend to want him to be free to do what he likes. A situation where he's forced to go along with something he didn't want to just because he got outvoted tends to really rub them the wrong way and get them ranting about how he's better off not giving a crap about anyone who isn't worshiping the ground he walks on, or busy keeping his dick wet. Well, the privileges of being High Sword should avoid that issue. He may not get to tell other people what to do outside of battle while their elected representatives handle civil affairs, but no-one else gets to tell him what to do either. So he's more the protector of the community than a servant of it, being well rewarded for his efforts. You'll still get readers who prefer a male lead who's completely selfcentric and doesn't waste his time with anyone who doesn't benefit him, but most people won't have much to complain about. In other news, Carter handled his first kill pretty cool-headedly. Even Caleb stepped up and dealt with the other. The quiet ones eh? Looks like Carter can trust him with his back. As for the impact of killing, it may hit him later? He's pretty focused on survival and getting stronger right now. I'm a little concerned about guns taking over, but I'm willing to bet they're just a huge advantage at low levels but once your Vitality is high enough, they stop being effective. His Mana Bolt may surpass it before then if he keeps levelling his Caster proficiency too. I can't help being kind of leery of guns in system apocalypse since I live in a country with strong weapon control laws, so if a system apocalypse happens where guns made a huge difference, I'd be plum out of luck. No way I'm getting my hands on a firearm unless the military starts handing them out......
Marvin
Yeah, I just really want a democracy in a system apocalypse, since everyone else has already beaten establishing a monarchy to death.
Andrew Kinzler
Yeah Maybe start with that. Have him become the chieftain with advisors so that they can establish some semblance of peace and safety. Then they can start making steps towards a less totalitarian government
Loukemia
Perhaps starting off the settlement as a tribe with a Chieftain position might work better. As the group gets established and grows larger it would get those chances to evolve down that path. A position of Chieftain would still be powerful enough to keep Craig away from it.
Justin Webb
in this type of situation the strong always rule. Those that do not wish to be dictators usually select a group of advisers that act a counsel and represent everyone else.
Andrew Kinzler
It may be better to introduce it after they upgrade their settlement to something better then shelter as it seems a little premature to be thinking about the type of government they will be creating. When their main problem is surviving and dealing with Craig. For the government you could just blend the role of king and president with him having a veto power
Marvin
Yeah, constitutional monarchy might be a good comparison. But with actual power a bit closer to the US President. Carter would essentially be head of state, but not in charge of everything. I might edit things a little still (and may even edit the specifics out of this chapter), since it isn't likely to be a major part of the story until at least book 3.
Andrew Kinzler
Are you going to model the government off the British and structure it more as a constitutional monarchy?
