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It’s the year 3062, and you are a resident of the beautiful, majestic city state near the north pole- Aurora City. It’s a grand, futuristic utopia encased inside a dome. The dome’s walls protect its citizens from the blistering cold outside. For as long as anyone can remember, the dome run by Chancel Corp has been an innovative hub of robotics and technological engineering. That said, Chancel also deals with biochemical engineering, and thus they invented the world’s first anti-hypothermia shot. Nivalis; they called it. If a malfunction were to happen or the dome were to be breached, it would kick in automatically.
The official story is that it activates and provides Aurora’s citizen’s with a temporary, internalized heat source that could save their lives. However, this is just a front. Part of the truth is that Nivalis steals individuality. It makes the citizens of Aurora City into completely pliable, emotionally incapable slaves. But the real question is- was this intentional? Or was it just a side effect?
What does Nivalis actually do?
These are the questions people who somehow manage to miss taking their monthly shot on time inevitably ask. After a week of horrible withdrawals, these people are suddenly overwhelmed with the capacity to feel things they never even knew existed. They sudenly became keenly aware that they were living a life dictated by someone else. Confused, alarmed, and possibly angry or scared; they turned to the online forums provided to them by Chancel Corp via their RIGs. It was there they discovered an Unknown File, and witnessed the horrifying final words of a hysterical man, which could be summed up as the following:
Find the truth, don’t let them find you, eyes everywhere. If you don’t, you’re dead. We’re all dead. It’s a trap.
His maddened rant ended unceremoniously- with Chancel Corp Security breaking in his door and gunning him down like a dog. Some time after viewing the Unknown File, a message is received- two words, followed by some coordinates. “The Truth,” and a location ping on their RIG sent out by some sort of Unknown User. It’s up to them whether they keep their heads down or go after The Truth.
Those who got off Nivalis not only gained the capacity to be a free individual, but they also began to develop things that could only be described as… abilities. Profound, seemingly impossible things were now left at their fingertips; but at a price. The more they use their abilities, the more their health drains away. Bruises, nosebleeds, fainting, anemia.
Those Seeking The Truth can use these abilities to either keep under Chancel’s radar, or bring the fight to them. But one thing is for certain- not only are they fighting against a corporation intent on burying The Truth, but they’re also fighting against the one thing they may have very little of:
Time.
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