Rebel Frequency

PROLOGUEOradyn had been a city defined by its silence. A city once burstingwith life, with the sounds of industry, music, and laughter, had beenreduced to whispers, controlled by the iron grip of a regime thatthrived on suppression. The airwaves were no longer a space forexpression-they were tools of oppression, broadcasting the same lie, the same message, day after day. The people, though many in number, had become shadows, their voices snuffed out one broadcast at a time.