Prologue
"After the creation of Central City, the unified efforts of each country showing off their testament to technology, the Unified Theory Pact was signed. Under this pact, every continent and landmass would be governed by a single counsel elected from every major city(kingdom). In the process, the citizens also craving unity decided to drop cities, states, districts, and provinces for a more traditional kingdom-like setup...."
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".....Starting with the most honorable mention old Japan, countries like these with their own major contribution to Central City became kingdoms of their own with new designations! Say Goodbye to old Japan and hello to Neon City, the lights like the nights never stop in this endless lunar cycled bio-dome, endless night lit by the city's endless activities, spend your nights getting a good night's rest or experience endless experiences in Takamoe Yashidas' desire zone....."
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"Because of the level of contributions certain comp... Countries made to the success that is Central City, their borders expanded further than their original status. Take what was once known as Germany, which has now absorbed the surrounding countries from Belarus to Portugal. The leading city in Quantum physics and known for their work with time dilation Sequence City!...."
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"Last, but not least north and South America although keeping separate designations unity knows no rival, once as Canada now known as Arbor City for its love of woodworking into all their technological advancements. South America since picking its name before the invention and distribution of the Babble Fish roughly translates to the City of Wilds! And the crown jewel of Western society DreamLand! Using the same idea as Takamoes' desire zone, except with a somewhat indulgent nature, DreamLand is an end-to-end endless experience with reality-bending cutting-edge technology..."
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*click*
The sound of the hologram pausing and the two-times scope shifting to four broke the silence. The scope paints a clear image of a cross-hair falling upon a smiling face washing and drying dishes at her window. Then it slowly pans three stories up to a middle-aged man in a hovering recliner with a full dive helmet strapped to his face. Lingering for a bit the cross-hair slow drifts to an alley between buildings.
"what about Russia?"
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*click*
The sniper bumpes the scope to the max and was now staring at the wall of another apartment building through the alley and across the street.
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