Amazia - The Truth

In the bleak world of Departing Dystopia, the once vibrant landscape of democracy and diverse businesses had crumbled. The age of the mega-corporations had dawned, each one a leviathan in its own right, engulfing smaller companies and extinguishing competition with ruthless efficiency.

As years rolled into decades, these behemoths battled for dominance until only one titan remained standing: Amazia. Amazia wasn't just a corporation; it was a superpower. With its tentacles deep in every facet of life, from basic consumer goods to high-tech surveillance technologies, Amazia had more control over the people than the government ever did.

The country, now a corporate state, was bisected into two distinct territories: East and West Amazia, each governed by Amazia's iron fist but flavored by its own unique brand of oppression. Between these two colossal divisions lay The Neutral Zone, a misleading name for a land that was anything but neutral. Spanning a narrow strip across the country, this area became the sanctuary for the world's wealthiest—the trillionaires.

Here, amidst luxurious enclaves and fortified compounds, these magnates played gods, far removed from the struggles of ordinary citizens. The Neutral Zone was the heart of technological advancements. It was here that artificial intelligence systems, which oversaw everything from food distribution to law enforcement, were developed and controlled.

Autonomous drones patrolled the skies—silent, swift, and deadly—serving as the eyes and enforcers for their affluent masters. These flying sentinels were not just tools of surveillance; they were judge, jury, and occasionally, executioner.

Obsessed with their own mortality, the trillionaires invested heavily in biotechnology and cybernetic enhancements, seeking the elixir of eternal life. Their pursuits, however, ventured deep into the macabre. Human beings, especially those from the impoverished East and West Amazia, were often coerced or kidnapped for experimental surgeries. These individuals were the test subjects for anti-aging treatments and organ transplants intended to prolong the lives of the rich, reducing the less fortunate to mere parts in the grotesque machinery of immortality.

The populace, divided and conquered by corporate governance, grew increasingly restless. Yet, any whisper of rebellion was swiftly smothered by the omnipresent AI, which predicted and quelled dissent before it could even begin.

People lived under the constant gaze of surveillance drones, their every move monitored, their every grievance noted and nullified. As the years turned, the rich grew older but not weaker, their lives artificially extended, their grip on power unyielded. The country, stripped of its democratic roots, became a stark tableau of inequality and authoritarian control—a place where freedom was but a relic of the past, and human dignity had a price tag.

In this Dystopia, there was no uprising, no glorious revolution to overturn the oppressive regime. The wheels of tyranny spun unchallenged, fueled by advanced technology and the insatiable greed of those who believed themselves to be immortal. It was a world where humanity was sacrificed at the altar of eternal life, and hope was just another commodity that had long been sold out.