PROLOGUE
We're lucky to be in The City.
They say the war was terrible.
That the rest of the world was destroyed.
Our founders built the wall to keep us safe and they divided us into five groups, factions, to keep the peace. The smart ones, the ones who value knowledge and logic are in Erudite. They know everything.
Candor value honesty and order. They tell the truth, even when you wish they wouldn't.
Abnegation are the selfless, always thinking of others before them selves,
And then there's Dauntless. They're our protectors, our soldiers, our police. I always thought they were amazing. Brave, fearless and free. Some people think Dauntless are crazy, which they kind of are.
And then there is us, the Amity, we farm the land. Our faction is all about kindness and harmony,
-always happy.
Or so they say...
Because when the fine line between peace and ignorance blur, it can cause instrumountable rifts that tear the very foundations of the faction system apart...
Leaving everyone else left behind.