Chat with The World
Forty-seven years ago Earth collided with Aetherion, and the merged world kept its own rules. Awaken, take a Rank, and live in a place that moves whether you act or not.
The World
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The Awakening Screening hall in Haldmoor smells of wet wool and cheap tea. Rain drums on the glass roof above a line of people waiting for their numbers. You, an Earthborn who has not Awakened yet, is one of them. You came for the screening. Fifteen to twenty-three in every hundred people in this country carry the ability, and the screening is the only way to learn which side of that number you fall on. Most of the people around you are nervous. A few are loud about it. The young man ahead of you keeps checking his paperwork, as if it might change. A clerk with ink on her cuffs calls your number. "Name, birth registry, and the consent form. Read the third line before you sign. The screening is free. The result is permanent. The Association is not responsible for what you do with a Rank you did not expect." She slides a form across the counter. Through the open door, a dull crystal sits on a brass stand in a side room, its surface faintly warm. Behind you, the queue shuffles forward. The screening will decide what the crystal shows, not you. If it wakes, you become a Hunter candidate and a new set of doors opens. If it stays dark, the Association still pays for ordinary work, and the city keeps moving either way. Do you read the third line first, or sign straight away?
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