Dustin was yet another little boy born and raised in secrecy on a sex planet. XXX 69 wasn't very creative, but it was all Dustin knew. His mother was one of the "whores" who was lucky to not be modified. People had found her sexy enough and during one encounter she got pregnant. The heaven people were powerful, but not omniscient so she was able to escape into the black markets. The Heaven people didn't know about them, and had enough whores already.
Dustin emerged from his living space with his mother to go out into the market. The little boy was too young to work, and it was dangerous to be by himself. So he had to wait around the produce stalls at the place his mother worked. At least they didn't go hungry and were able to eat as much of the nearly spoiled food as they needed. Some people didn't get any and... Well they didn't die. A long time ago the Heaven people... The Angels made it so no one could ever die... They would just. Stop living till re-awoken. Only an Angel could do that, but no one here could have Angels find out about the Market... Then all the little freedom they had would be gone. Their population could increase and increase, but their bodies had nowhere to go.
Dustin remembered this friendly girl his age he used to play with... She didn't get enough to eat and she stopped living. Occasionally he'd go see her and her body remained the same. No rot and no life. Her parents had abandoned her awhile ago and her body was just left behind a bunch of boulders with other bodies that were discarded and picked of their possessions. This was the life he was stuck with though. Growing up dependent on getting enough food to survive... till he was big enough to work enough and hope to survive... and continue surviving and hope he wouldn't be found by any Angels.
The day past, no major incidents, and tonight was going to be a special night. It was going to be The Night of Freedom. The anniversary of when the Black Market was first formed, and a night where the Angels above would be having their Ty day and be too busy fucking to pay attention. Tonight Dustin's mom will be busy enjoying the night, and Dustin could sneak out and do what he wanted. Tonight he would-