[ WP ] Every person in the world undergoes a `` goodness '' test . It 's designed to give a score from 1 to 200 , where 1 is pure evil , and 200 is an angel in human body . Then the world is divided into 200 zones , where people can live among their own kind .

Others may disagree, but life in Dome 100 was, according to it's citizens, simply the best way to live. Blessedly distant from the aggressive chaos of Dome 1, but also free from the rigid tyranny of Dome 200, the people in Dome 100 lived a... well, a balanced life. Some people were jerks, but not so much that it disrupted society. They added some spice and variety to life that would have been otherwise dull and uneventful. 
 
 `` Uneventful'' lost all meaning, though, when they began seeing plumes of smoke arise from one of the neighboring domes. 
 
 The citizens of Dome 100 watched, first in passing interest then with growing dread, as the plumes of smoke began getting closer. 
 
 As the plumes of black smoke got closer, they could hear terrifying sounds. Explosions. Screams of terror in the distance, growing closer and closer as the black plumes grew large enough to blot out the sun. 
 
 The citizens of Dome 100 watched in terror as a heavy object fell towards their dome in a ballistic arc. The glass cracked, as what appeared to be a blood-stained cinderblock rolled down the wall. Another cinderblock fell, then a few bricks, in a ceaseless torrent until the dome wall cracked and a hole had broken in their ceiling. 
 
 A strench of decay and sulfur rushed in through the hole in their dome, causing all of Dome 100 to collectively gag. Those who lived along the outer edge could see people running, panicked and injured, from Dome 99. The scrambled futilely to climb the glass of Dome 100, screaming for mercy and begging to be let inside. 
 
 An explosion of compressed air echoed out as a grappling hook shot outward from the burning wreckage of Dome 99. One of the fleeing citizens of 99 was speared through the chest, and dragged screaming back into the inferno. Then another, then another. No mercy was given, as Dome 100 listened to the dying tortured screams of their slightly-less-good neighbors. 
 
 Compressed air explosion, as the grappling hook shot up to the hole in the dome. A single man flew up along the zip line, spun in a somersault through the hole has he withdrew and re-situated the grappling hook to swing down to the floor of Dome 100 in a single smooth arc. 
 
 He stood before the panicked and fearful 100s, grinning madly. He wore blood-stained leather studded with rusty metal spikes and the grille of a car lashed across his torso as if it were armor. A wild green mohawk jutted proudly to the sky as crazed bloodshot eyes scanned the crowd, brandishing a piece of steel rebar covered in blood and gore. 
 
 One of the fearful citizens, a brave foolish young man named Brandon, took no chances and charged screaming at the intruder. The man swung at Brandon with the rebar, crushing his skull instantly. He laughed uproariously, as the citizens of Dome 100 cowered in fear. 
 
 `` You FUCKING asshole!'' he roared with laughter. `` You think you could stop me? ME!!??!'' 
 
 All swagger and bravado, the mohawked man swung his rebar wildly, causing the crowd to leap back in fear as he lunged towards them. `` My own brothers and sisters could n't stop me! Twosies, Threesies, Foursies, NONE of them could stop me! You think YOU sad lot got a chance?!'' He drew a deep breath, then roared his fearsome battlecry: 
 
 `` ARMY OF 1, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!'' 
 
 The heads of every 100 he laid eyes on were crushed, bodies broken, homes and businesses set ablaze. Men, women, children, none crossed his path and lived. His laughter echoed off the walls of the dome, fires razed everything to the ground as he relished the chaos. When the last citizen of Dome 100 was dead, the man climbed the mountain of their corpses. He turned his gaze to the west, towards the far distant gleam of the golden spires of Dome 200, cheering triumphantly. 
 
 `` You sad sacks of shit think you got me in my place, but I know right where I am! I'm winning the game! I'm halfway across the board, motherfuckers! I'M HALF FUCKING WAY DONE!''
