My name is Rikisha Sahera. This is my first week on the Surface. I’m writing to record my past and to provide evidence for what can happen to a society when core, traditional values are lost.
This society is called the Underground, where I was born and raised. Not only does its name refer to its hub of illegal activity, but that the city was built inside a mountain in a southern Japanese mountain range. The whole idea for this underground city was proposed by the Americans. Japan was known for petty crime as well as its advancements. The Americans convinced Japan to adopt one of its own criminal restriction tactics: put them all in their own city and let them fend for themselves. Eventually, the Underground also expanded to house the insane, be used as a landfill, and become the base of operations for other illegal organizations that were beneficial to the government.
As a result, the appearance of Japan on the Surface improved over the years as its problems seemed to disappear. The only people besides choice government officials that know about the Underground are scientists. A variety of scientists. The Underground created an environment that was only theoretical before, particularly to sociologists. What would happen to a society where the illegal became legal, where you could literally do whatever you wanted and had to submit to the consequences derived from your peers? The only piece of the Outside that came into the Underground were the scientists and officials, who lived in the Tower that loomed over the whole city. They did nothing to keep us safe from one another or anything else, which would ruin the sociologist’s observations. In addition, generations seem to be nonexistent here. People rarely reach their golden years and new criminals are brought in regularly. But the scary part is that some individuals think that children have no place here. They’ve created a small, unnamed group to kidnap children born in the Underground and take them to the Surface, supposedly for their own safety. While this may be true, such actions make families almost nonexistent. This makes the individual the most important thing to an individual. Despite growing up here, I knew that none of this was right.
*I hope you could feel the depression and hopelessness that comes when children, families, and values are not protected. This was a prologue to give background to future writings. But there are a few main points that are implied here that the character, Sahera, will be thinking through. What does family mean? Why is family important? Why are children important? What’s a women’s “proper role” supposed to be? Why should government or society care about families?
These are a few questions that I’ve been asking myself. I’ve had this story’s characters and setting for a while now, but I’ve had no use for them. But now, I’m using this story to explore a woman’s thoughts about family. These thoughts are my own questions and confusions about what my place in the world is and why I should have a family.
What do you think? Could neglecting the family really cause societal apathy about values and peers? Give me your quick thoughts in the comment section.*