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The Brave New World

IMPORTANT: I WILL NOT BE CONTINUING THIS SERIAL. SYNOPSIS It is January 2nd, 2035. In New York, leaders of all the world's nations are assembling to agree on a plan to save the dying planet: Earth. Of course it's a lie, because the planet isn't about to die. People will. As it often happens when something starts with a lie, disaster strikes. A mysterious electromagnetic storm destroys the global power grid, and cuts communications. Many people die, some commiting suicide because of the inability to post on Instagram. But as soon as the storm dies down, millions of mysterious, glowing cubes appear all over the globe. The cubes contain tools that will let humans colonize a new planet: a bigger, richer version of Earth. The newly formed Colonial Council, which answers to the United Nations, has only one goal: to ease the crisis on Earth by transfers of goods and resources from the New World. Millions of new colonizers rush to the New World, united by a common purpose: to turn their dreams into reality. Some dream of getting rich by trading New World goods. Some dream of conquest, and building an empire. Some dream of peace, adoration, and love. Some will succeed, and others will fail. But fortune always favors the brave.

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A Foggy Future

"So this is it," Jelly said.

"This is it," Susanto confirmed. He sounded a little shaky. Cruz didn't say anything; he just nodded.

They were standing on the long metal pier to which the Morning Star was moored. The diesels of the big trawler were already thrumming impatiently in their runup to the imminent journey.

It was all happening a little too fast for Cruz. He'd assumed he'd spend a couple more relatively relaxed days at the villa together with Susanto. But the moment they returned from their very long, very informative walk, they were intercepted by Jelly.

Jelly began by assuring Cruz that his concerns had been addressed, fully. He wouldn't see Maria ever again. It made Cruz a little apprehensive, but then he instantly got something else to get apprehensive about. Jelly said:

"It's all set. You're leaving tomorrow morning, eight ack-emma. The ship is ready. Everything is ready. Make sure you're ready, too."

"Tomorrow!?" cried Susanto.