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In the golden floating city of Pandosia, the low hum of churning machinery never ceases. Technology is ubiquitous, ingrained, a way of life- society would be unable to function without its solid foundation of metal and wires buried deep in the earth under its feet.
Early in the morning, there is a tremor. A shock wave runs throughout Pandosia. There is a whine, then a groan, and systems across the board are faltering, back-ups of back-ups of back-ups activating each in turn, transferring the fragile, pulsating life of Pandosia from one colossal standby generator to the next. It seems that, for a moment in history, the whole universe holds its breath, like a jolt of electricity slowed down to an agonising standstill, all systems halting-
and then, in time with the tune of the exhausted sigh of the final failsafe, Pandosia fell.
But only for a heartbeat- it was a quiver, a stutter, as though the man-made, industrial utopia was crying out for help. Across the world, from the deepest trenches to the peak of the divine Royal Palace, the story of Pandosia’s falter spread like untamed wildfire.
A ghostly virus has infiltrated the mainframe of Pandosia and is causing major internal damages, disruptions and upheaval. No-one knows where the virus came from or what exactly it is doing, as that information is held close to the hearts of the most elite governmental inner circles. Despite this, most people still believe that the virus infected the central Pandosian system after the fall. The two phenomena are intimately linked in some way- this, the people can be certain of.
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