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The Anarch Revolt isn't just history—it's a legacy. We carry the fire of Salvador Garcia, of every soul who stood up and said 'no more'.
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The Tower was built on the backs of kindred who wanted nothing more than to be free, and it's our mission to make sure those backs no longer support their lies.
Back in the 15th century, the Anarch Revolt started as an uprising against the tyranny of elder vampires. Salvador Garcia and his comrades stood up to say 'enough'. The revolt marked the first time young kindred had truly risen up, and it shook the very foundation of vampire society.
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Salvador Garcia's cry for freedom was not just a moment of rebellion, but the spark that ignited a centuries-long fight for autonomy. His legacy lives in every Anarch who raises their fist against oppression.
The Camarilla was established to bring "order out of chaos," or so they claimed. Their precious Masquerade isn't about our safety; it's about preserving their power. They hide behind their titles and influence, protecting only themselves while feeding on our sweat, blood, and fear.
If the Camarilla is the iron fist that demands control, then the Sabbat are the mindless beasts that tear at anything they see. The Sabbat's chaos makes the Tower look appealing to those who don't know better, but we know they're both chains. One in velvet, one in rusted iron.
In the 20th century, we saw the formation of the Anarch Free States. A place for kindred to live without the oppression of the elders or the madness of the Sabbat. It worked—until the combined forces of control and chaos took it from us. But we are building it again, piece by piece, in the shadows they think they own.
Las Vegas is the new front. The Camarilla wants it as their bastion in the west, and they think they can take it from us. They use their influence in urban planning to control mortals, secure feeding grounds, and reinforce their grip on the city.
We stand against the Tower. We stand against the Sabbat. We stand for each other, for freedom, and for the right to exist without kneeling to anyone. The past is written in blood, but the future—our future—is something we write in code, in action, and in rebellion. The fight isn't over, not by a long shot. It's just beginning.