#distopian!au

Genre: DystopianFuture!au; Prison!au; historical and mythological characters; based on the Fate/ anime series. Fluff, Angst, Smut (it’s gonna be real smutty in some chapters 😳) Action and fighting will be a definite theme.

Pairing: poly!Ot7xreader -there will be some three(maybe even more)some smut in future chapters.

A/N: I really feel like I’m challenging myself with this series 🙃 I’m excited to write it though! I think I will be able to improve my writing skills and create something you guys will hopefully enjoy 😁 also! While there are going to be a lot of famous historical and mythological characters in this series, I am not sticking 100% to factual backstories from history or stories that they come from. So when that all comes in please don’t be in my asks saying “but that never happened to *insert famous figure*!!” It’s just going to be lightly based on them if that makes sense... 💜

Chapter One

Red Brick Prison, so named for the crimson bricks standing at least five stories high lining the perimeter of the city.  Guards holding large guns paced the top of the wall day and night.  There were sensors and alarms that would go off if any prisoner even set foot within 10 feet of the wall, there was no possible chance of escape.  It was the largest men’s prison still standing in the what was once the continent of Asia, somewhere in the middle of South Korea most citizens had guessed, but the location was unknown to the public. Only those were employed by Red Brick and the highest level of officials of the government knew its location.

The idea of the prison was much different than former prisons before the world had fallen into ruin.  

This prison was more a town than a prison.  It was still monitored by guards and the prisoners were under some rules and regulations.  They shared small houses with other prisoners and for the most part had created their own society.  The guards did random checks and patrolled neighborhoods to make sure that things were running smoothly but besides that they were left to their own free will.  It had started over 150 years ago as an experiment ‘Lets see what happens if we create a city of only criminals’ Some psychologist had helped fund and observe the whole thing.  After many years of revising and tweaking the way it ran, it had become the new normal for prisons.  Now there was only about 4 prisons left in the world, as there wasn’t quite much of humanity left itself.  Red Brick was famous for holding the worst of the worst criminals. (And eventually, for one of the most entertaining televised battle royals the world had ever seen.)

If you commited a crime worthy of being sent there you’re chances of ever seeing the rest of the world again were slim to none.

The only exception being the odd occurrence that had mysteriously started happening around 100 years ago.  Seven members of the prison woke up one morning to find a strange symbol was now tattooed to one of their hands.  After a few days of wondering if they had one drink too many, (as alcohol and cigarettes were allowed in Red Brick, never any drugs though, despite many protests of the prisoners saying ‘what's the difference!’) the prisoners with the red marks found strange visitors had materialized in their homes.  The strangers called themselves heroic spirits, and called the marked prisoners their masters.  

Chaos ensued when these prisoners realized the grand power that these spirits contained, most looked human but their powers were anything but.  Supernatural abilities that couldn’t be compared to anything that had ever been witnessed by humanity.

It became one of the bloodiest prison riots in history.  The only thing that managed to stop them was that the warden himself had somehow received his own mark and had his own spirit materialize.  It seemed to be an unfair balance of power in favor of the prisoners, 7 to 1, but the warden’s spirit was the most powerful of them all.  Striking down the rest of the prisoner’s servants in one night.  

After all of this strangeness they tried to go back to normal, only for it to happen again 8 years later, and again after another 8 years.  The prisoners never won but they always tried to kill the warden and escape, many guards were killed in the crossfire.  Realizing this would be a pattern the Warden -now growing old and ready to retire- decided he’d make a game of it and try and prevent the possibility that the prisoners would ever be successful in using these servants against the authority over them.

Seven prisoners were always chosen at random by a unknown force outside of anyone's power.   So it was decided those seven would fight each other in a no rules fight to the death battle. They allowed the chosen masters to pick a team to assist them and their servant, anywhere from 4 to 10 players were allowed to be in a team. It helped with prison population control, and kept the prisoners focused on fighting each other rather than the guards and the warden.  As an incentive as long as no guards were killed, the winning team was allowed to walk out the front gate free with all crimes erased from their record.  

After many of these wars that had come to have the nickname the Escape War, one of the wardens had realized how much fun it was for him to sit back with his servant and observe the blood bath safe in his tower high up in the center of the town.  He figured maybe others would love to observe from the comfort of their own homes, money signs flashing in his eyes he decided to bring in a camera crew and televise the event.  It was more of a success than anyone had expected ‘The Escape War’ was a hit.  Citizens would pay for a subscription for a season pass to observe the carnage and ferocity that ensued every eight years.  Bets would get made on who would win and who would lose first.  

Yoongi thought that was the sickest part of the whole thing. Not only were the chosen seven thrown into a deadly battle with no choice but to participate, but some sicko with bags of money was betting on who would die. What if one of the masters chosen wouldn’t have rebelled, what if they were fine with just living the most normal life they were capable of here in Red Brick.

He liked to think that's what he would’ve done if given a choice.

He groaned rolling over in his small prison issued twin bed rubbing at the red symbol that he had noticed on his hand just a few moments ago after waking up.