In the first years of the 21st century..a third world war broke out. Those of us who survived knew...mankind could never survive a fourth. That our own volatile natures could simply no longer be risked...so we have created a new arm of the law-the Grammaton Cleric-Whose sole task it is to seek out and eradicate the true source of man's inhumanity to man: his ability to feel.
In the 21st century following the third world war, a drug was invented-a drug that eliminates human emotion. The result? A totalitarian society named Libria, with a leader named 'Father' at its head; supposedly under a banner of peace for all
All, that is, except for those who would keep their emotions. The resistance. The tetragrammaton sends their special soldiers, called clerics, to eliminate the resistance along with items such as books, art, and music.
These elite soldiers do their jobs well:trained from childhood in a martial art heavily involving the use of firearms known as gun kata, they eliminate their opponents quickly and forcefully. These are the highest ranking soldiers in all of Libria. Emotionless, powerful, mighty warriors serving 'the greater good of the people'.
So what happens when one of these high elite doesn't take his emotional suppressant medicine?
This is exactly what happens when John Preston, highest cleric of the Tetragrammaton, knocks the small glass vial of his interval off of the counter on accident. *clink!*
It shatters as it hits the ground. And thus begins the tumble into emotional life...
Even as he stops taking his own Prozium, he keeps doing his job. There's one raid where they capture a sense offender named Mary O'Brian...who Preston interrogates for information on where to find the rest of the resistance...but instead of giving over information, Mary says something that makes him falter.
Why are you alive? You exist just to continue your existence...without emotion, breath is just a clock...ticking.
Mary's worldview is the opposite of the worldview of Tetragrammaton...
There is the disease. Its symptom is hate. Its symptom is anger. Its symptom is rage. Its symptom is war. The disease is human emotion...but Libria, I congratulate you;there is a cure for it. At the cost of the dizzying highs of human emotion, we have suppressed its abysmal lows...and you as a society have embraced this cure, prozium. Now we are at peace with ourselves, and humankind is one. War is gone. Hate-a memory.
Tetragrammaton sounds like their principle is near that of communism...but communism isn't the only historical similarity...have you ever heard of Babel?
In the early days of the world, a group of people moved as far away from God as they believed they could possibly get. They wanted to unite themselves completely, in one heart and one voice, saying 'We are our own God!'
Now the whole world had one language and a common speech. As people moved eastward, they found a plain in Shinar and settled there.They said to each other, Come, let us make bricks and bake them thoroughly. They used brick instead of stone, and tar for mortar. Then they said, Come, let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches to the heavens, so that we may make a name for ourselves; otherwise we will be scattered over the face of the whole earth. ~Genesis 11:1-4
A case of human rebellion against the one true God, humanity has always done this. In the garden of Eden, Eve thought that by eating the fruit she would become 'like God'. In Babel, they sought to build a society that would elevate them to the highest honor possible. In Rome and Egypt, emperors and pharaohs claimed to be Gods. Communism seeks to find power through human nature.
At last peace reigns in the heart of man. We are our own conscience now. And it is this conscience that compels us to rate as EC-10 for emotional content, all those things which might tempt us to feel again, and destroy them. Libria, you have won! Against all odds, and your own natures!
Yeah, so i'm not going to finish the entire storyline, because I think you should go see the movie...but if you're not going to, it basically ends with Preston killing father, and the resistance taking out the Prozium factories so that their cause is won by 'human nature itself'.
Well here's a bit of news for all of them...God is God, we are not. Human nature can't win. We can't win against our own natures, because our natures are fallen and sinful. No matter what we do, what societies we build, it will never, ever be comparable to biblical society, a society that acknowledges that it is fallen...and acknowledges that there is a perfect God, a God who sent his son to die on a cross for our sins, that we might be saved.
We cannot save ourselves, should we sacrifice 10,000 times 10,000 animals, complete millions upon millions of good works, nothing that we do can cleanse one single person, of even one single sin. Nothing that we can do can make up for the fact that we are inherently flawed.
But the Lord came down to see the city and the tower the people were building. The Lord said, If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other.
So the Lord scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. That is why it was called Babel—because there the Lord confused the language of the whole world. From there the Lord scattered them over the face of the whole earth.
Remain in me, as I also remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.
I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. If you do not remain in me, you are like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned. ~John 15: 4-6
