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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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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The sniper bumps 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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"Russia seems to have zero attractions or tourist spot postings," Replied the virtual brochure.

"Guessed it would be the same as Old China." A holographic figure appears leaning against the window frame next to the reaper's perch, the sniper rifle sat neatly in the lap of a red-robed hooded figure.

"You're staring at a wall?" The hologram points out snidely while checking over his nails.

"I'm waiting for my target" A dry and quick response made him cringe and look over his shoulder out the window.

"Your target's a wall?" He says with an almost genuine, but undoubtedly mocking tone. This may have touched a nerve because he could've sworn he'd seen a twitch.

A deep sigh escapes the figure as a dark red eye darts over to the AI " I hear my targets, every heartbeat is unique and I up until a point can hear every individual heart..." The words were almost growled out through clenched teeth. The artificial man takes another long stare over his shoulder out the window into the crisp night.

"So you are going to hit the heart of that build- augh! Every time Delta!" The hooded figure is furiously kicking at the holo figure catching nothing but air. "How many of these missions have we done together?!" Zero screams flailing a leg one more time before succumbing to exhaustion.

"All of them Red." The AI replies as he fixes his tie as if being recently attacked. "Then why do you insist on trying to drive me crazy." Zero neatly sits the rifle back into position. "Forgive me, I'm bored and merely find teasing you passes the time very well." Delta leans back against the window seal and stares up at the ceiling "It's been what? 89 days and we've been staring at the same wall, when will the fun start ya know?" Delta sighs and pulls a pack of pre-rolls out of his chest pocket, taps the bottom with the back of his hand, and one slides out into his mouth, he snaps his fingers, and the end lights with a tiny bead of light.

"I know this is boring, but targets like these are slippery and meticulous you just have to sit in their path and they'll show up. And this is the only time this target is back home with his backup." Zero shifts attention back to the scope as another heartbeat enters its range. "Delta target details." Zero barks, returning to the stoic focus from earlier. Reluctantly Delta pulls out a dossier and starts reading from the top.

" target identification: Karl Lang

Born: March, 7th 2019

Age:81

Choice of immortality:Doppelganger

Our Benefactor: Salene Lang(wife)."

"Habits?" Zero shuts an eye to focus deeper in on the scope.

"Visits mistress once a year at random at madam bliss hotel, approximately 4k meters away." Delta snap shut the dossier.

" Delta, initiate x-ray mode, set rifle specs to high velocity, impact, and remote detonate." Zero's eye began glowing with a green tent as the barrel of the rifle spun and the muzzle caught life with a blue spark. Seeing clearly past the alley at an evaporating wall, it was an adjoining wall for a counter that held a coffee cup being filled by the prosthetic arm of a purple-haired woman.