CHAPTER ONE:OIAL

The world is built on lies, each carefully constructed by those who claim to control. Every law, every structure, every symbol of order is a mask, hiding the absurdity behind the illusion of control. We live among shadows, illusions that tempt, and realities that cut.

But we see through it. With the simplest mark, a symbol of defiance, we expose the fragility of their so-called order. Every line we draw, every barrier we tear, reveals the emptiness of their authority. Illusion dazzles, reality bites, and in that tension, freedom emerges.

This is our rebellion—not of fists, not of violence, but of vision. To confront the falsehoods, to pierce the illusions, to rise where others remain bound. We are not pawns. We are witnesses, disruptors, guardians of our own truth.

Every shadow we step into, every symbol we reclaim, becomes a spark. Sparks gather into fire, fire spreads. The structures that cage us are fragile. The power to break free lies with those who dare to awaken, who dare to rise, who dare to see clearly.