[ WP ] You live in a fascist state , but have been fortunate enough to be given the most desirable job . Describe your life and/or what you do .

Libatis. `` Destiny'' in Latin. Formed from the ruins of Rome, created by a soldier of Italy, the fascist state of Libatis has conquered many, creating an empire spanning all of Europe. The only states able to destroy fight against each other, wasting resources and manpower over the most unavailing wars. There is no help in Libatis. There is no hope. There is no life. There are only mindless souls, wandering about with no purpose, nothing to look forward to. Why do they exist still? They are allowed to and that is it. The only reason man in our doomed nation still exists. We are allowed to. 
 
 When you become part of Libatis, you lose all hope. Eat, work, sleep. Eat, work, sleep. That is the daily cycle of life for the average citizen, the peasant, the plebeian. The malnourished inbred creatures that stalk the outsides of cities, preying on the weak, the insecure, and the stupid. Monsters created by the government, for the government. The few who are smart, who are rich, who are profitable, are given the most desirable jobs. Patricians. Outside of the royal family, there are a mere ten or twelve of them. Consuls, proconsuls, senators. All titles in the government are taken by patricians, the rulers, the superiors. Disgusting people, caring only for themselves, nothing given to charity or to another. I am one of them. I am one of the bastards who caused this mess and I have many regrets. 
 
 Life is fairly different when you come from a patrician family. Instead of poverty, you live in gold. Instead of a clerk or trader, you may become a soldier or an artist, possibly even a politician. The inner area of Rome, where the government buildings reign high above the sky, far away from the shattered and poorly built houses of the ghetto. Propaganda posters show the military of Libatis, the borders, the Emperor. They wave in the wind alongside our flag, the Eagle of Rome, the Aquila. If I did not enter the ghetto, I would be completely ignorant of its assistance. It is a different place, the Inner City. It is what Libatis strives to be, but is not, what it will never be. A different place, indeed. 
 
 As a patrician, I am allowed certain jobs the average citizen, the plebeian, is not. I am a Legate in the military, second-in-command to the Caesar, the Emperor. Almost every unit in the military is under my command, under my iron fist, and I lead them justly, with as little corruption as possible. Under my command, the great Empire of Oceania fell, Britannia was conquered, and Libatis was liberated. I helped Libatis form to a great Empire, a black stain across the world. The Remnants in Washington and Inferno in Arabia will not be able to stop our growth. Libatis will expand, it will shadow the other empires. Soon, I believe it may even conquer the world. In that case, if that happens... 
 
 God help us all.
