Burn It To The Ground
Growing up on Planet X was the most beautiful and serene experience. It had a singular purple, indigo, and grey aesthetic across the entire planet. Everything was crafted to perfection. This is because it was the creation of my father Alton Milosky, a 20th century visionary. He had come up with the idea. A utopian space that if you could afford the fees then you and your descendants could effectively live-in heaven. Everything was always manicured to perfection, climate controlled, and fully sensory controlled. Soft muted tones, pleasant smells, and ambient lighting always embraced you across the entire planet. There was a system of robots that catered to our every need, and a tribunal government of three leaders who ensured that our utopia continued seamlessly. The tribunal leaders were called The Ultras. Any disputes were presented to them and resolved by their omnipotent authority.
