A testimony made by a father and heard by a son who was mistaken for a saviour. The Hub King had high hopes for his offspring and was sorely disappointed when it turned out as human as him. Known among the population as the mayor, the Hub King rules with an iron fist which is clasping the city tighter the closer he inches towards the inevitable merge with the infinite which he had been dreading for so long. Anger, fear and regret all so very unprepared for departure the Hub King seeks to destroy his enemies and make the world according to his dream.  A dream in which he could find a way to change the story of everything. Will Jdin join Artire and Don once their paths cross, or will he take on what the Hub King started?

Sit back, relax and take a moment to breathe. That’s what you do after barely making it out alive. It’s a human thing. Artire and Don had heard about the parks that the Hub king had built, but given their economic standing they had been limited to what was accessible with their IDs. They wouldn’t get to enjoy it for long, but for a few minutes the grime of the city was gone and they breathed fresh air without the dust one usually couldn’t escape.

Jdin Lykus placed an orange on the railing. Environmental modulators around the building controlled the amount of wind reaching into the parameter, the sun had been shining onto the lawn for hours. „You see what they are brewing there?“ „Yes, I quite enjoy the look, sir.“ He pointed at a building in the distance. The center for weather modification or short CWM. „It is impressive.“ He touched the orange with his index, waited a moment in his head pointing a sword at a chest, and gave a push to watch the orange disappear in the cloud below them.