Karen Smith was busy at her computer, sighing as she tried code after code within the simulator she created. How long had she been at this again? Days and months had faded into each other, the only breaks in between them being when she found another member of humanity that had escaped 'His' clutches. Who was 'The Man' anyways? His name was Jackson Grimm, heir to the Grimm Technology Corp. and Grimm family fortune. Honestly most people had thought that he was nothing but an idiot, a sheep who was about to run the company straight into the ground. How wrong they had all been, Jackson turning out to be some sort of a genius. He had wanted them to underestimate him, to over look every single thing he did. When news had gotten out that he was creating a mind control device people had thought that it was a joke, a publicity stunt in order to get people to invest in the company. Humanity was doomed when they overlooked him, doomed to a life that he created for everyone. He had always said that life was too hectic and chaotic, the simplest tasks being screwed up and the easiest commands being misunderstood. Two years ago he had turned on that device, creating his ideal world and taking everyone's willpower away. The signal was transmitted to each and every continent thanks to the satellites orbiting earth from space, creating a mass state of 'World Peace' as he called it. It was true that world peace had been achieved but at what cost? Was world peace worth it if meant giving up your will, your life, the ability to control what happened to you and how people saw you? Karen had been the first of humanity to awaken from her hypnotized slumber, horrified that any of this had happened. How on earth could she let humanity stay like this though? The answer was she couldn't, and soon enough she wasn't alone. Others were waking up albeit it being a very small number of people, Karen being elected leader as she knew the most out of anyone what on earth was going on. They were being watched though, Karen knew that, and soon they would be captured if they didn't find shelter. That's when they found the underground bunker of a very rich family, abandoned underneath a small factory. The place could be considered a mansion, perfect for their needs in every single way. So that is where they stayed, grabbing a large array of technology before heading underground. Karen had gotten to work right away creating a system to hack into Grimm's monitoring system, the system notifying her of anyone who had awoken before Jackson could find out. She knew all too well that Jackson would have a back up plan, though that plan horrified her when she figured it out. The mind control device had a function that would cause humanity to become extinct, their brain functions being shut down like Jackson's device which would cause death within seconds. The man was sick, twisted, and the worst part was that he knew it. He loved that part about himself and now so did the rest of humanity. To everyone he was pretty much a god, a being of immense power who dictated their actions and either rewarded them or punished them if they got out of line. Earlier Karen had found yet another person though who had awoken, someone who could help her with her mission. The Revolution was at hand and failure was not an option. The Revolution's success fell upon her shoulders, something that she honestly didn't mind. Sure it was a bit too much sometimes but the payout if she got everything right would be worth it, for humanity would be freed from Jackson's reign and she would get to beat him to a pulp. Everyone knew that Jackson was her target, capturing him was their job. But he was hers and hers alone to destroy or save, something she would enjoy teaching him since he was doing pretty much exactly the same. Karen yawned and decided to take a quick break, needing some caffeine before the new comer came. She was in charge of showing everyone around and designating them a room, but other than that her main focus was on trying to find the right virus code to shut down the machine without triggering the 'End Humanity' function. With one more sigh she got up from her plush computer chair and ran her fingers through her hair, hoping that there would be fresh coffee being brewed already by the kitchen staff.