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Week 26: The Final Frontier

As the echoes of your exclamation hang in the air, Kore meets your outburst with a mix of understanding and surprise.

Kore: "I didn't anticipate such an impulsive act on your part. Falling through this distorted version of Earth must have been disorienting, to say the least. But here we are, standing on the precipice of the final world. So, what shall be your next move? We can continue exploring this world, venture into the unknown of the last parallel realm, or you can seize this moment and make your choices now."

You: "Let's proceed to the final world."

Kore: "Very well. I will guide you to the parallel realm that mirrors your own."

Once again, the familiar spectacle of swirling lights engulfs your surroundings, transporting you to the threshold of the last frontier. As the luminescent display subsides, the White House materializes before you—an emblem of power and governance in this world.

Kore: "This is the White House, where the current president, Sloe Brane, resides. While his physical appearance may differ from Biden, their personalities align identically."

Approaching the grand entrance of the White House, you stride purposefully through the imposing doors, crossing the threshold into a bustling domain. The interior teems with activity as people move with a sense of purpose, their footsteps resonating on the polished floors. A vibrant red rug stretches from left to right, guiding the flow of individuals, while stanchions and ropes maintain orderly queues.

Eager to explore the inner workings of this parallel world, you navigate the labyrinthine corridors, your presence blending seamlessly with the crowd. The air crackles with anticipation as you embark on an odyssey through the heart of power, poised to unravel the mysteries that lie concealed within the hallowed halls of the White House.