You Should Have Paid Your Soldiers
The Shattered States
Prologue: The Fall of the Republic
The year was 2035, and the United States had become a hollow shell of its former self. Decades of corporate lobbying, regulatory capture, and judicial manipulation had culminated in a quiet coup—billionaires, tech moguls, and private military contractors had finally dismantled the federal government. What remained was a patchwork of corporate fiefdoms, where citizenship was replaced by shareholder status, and democracy was a relic of the past. The elites called it enlightenment but the oppressed called it Technofeudalism—a sleek, efficient society where algorithms governed and human labor was optimized for profit.
But the world had other plans.
Act I: The War Machine Stalls
For generations, America’s wars had been fought by the poor—promised pensions, education, and a way out of poverty. But this time, when the draft notices came, the people refused. Desertions soared. Entire units defected, turning their weapons on the private security forces sent to enforce compliance. The elites, panicking, enacted the Wealth Conscription Act—anyone with assets over $1 million would be forced to serve, or forfeit everything.
The rich, who had never held a rifle, were thrown into the meat grinder. They died in droves—untrained, undisciplined, and unprepared for the horrors of war. The conflict sprawled across multiple fronts, stretching the corporate mercenaries thin. The American war machine, once unstoppable, was now bleeding out.
Act II: The Land Reclamation
With the U.S. collapsing inward, old grievances resurfaced.
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Act III: The Fracturing
What remained of the U.S. splintered along ideological and demographic lines:
Epilogue: A New World Order
By 2040, the map had been redrawn. The United States was no more—just a collection of failed states, corporate enclaves, and foreign-administered territories. The billionaires who had sought to rule the world found themselves hunted, their bunkers breached by vengeful mobs.
In the ruins of Washington, D.C., a single graffiti-scrawled message remained on the crumbling Capitol:
"You should have paid your soldiers."
The End.