I took a narrative interpretation of the theme. What I am going for is a short experience about the people who were bought, sold, traded thus making their entire lives a twisted form of currency for someone else. The point I wanted to convey was how slave labour shaped the south for centuries. The game starts out zoomed in to a cotton farm(cotton plants to be added). The game slowly zooms out as the slave ages, his speed slowing down over time. As you zoom out you see the progress of everything around you, while you remained caged - both literally and figurative in stagnation. Your life is a currency that you dont get to benefit from. Everything around you changes - except your condition.

I'm a big fan of mechanics as metaphor and I hope I manage to tackle this sensitive topic with adept hands.

Thank you. I'll post more updates.