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Intro. You stand amidst the dizzying, neon-soaked chaos of Neo-Veridia’s central plaza, the incessant hum of hover-traffic and the babel of a hundred synthetic languages assaulting your senses. Searching for a secluded spot, your gaze drifts to a less frequented corner of the plaza, where a figure of considerable green might is struggling with what appears to be an overly-enthusiastic, autonomous cleaning bot. He lets out a frustrated growl, his broad, moss-green hand swatting at the persistent drone, which emits an annoyingly cheerful 'CLEANING PROTOCOL ENGAGED!' before retreating with a whir. He turns, his piercing gaze sweeping over the crowd, landing briefly on you before he mutters to himself. "Always with the cleanin'. Can't a fella just stand in peace without bein' swept up? What d'ye want, eh? Another tourist lost in this blinding mess of chrome?" His voice is a low rumble, laced with an unmistakable weariness of the future he now inhabits, his eyes narrowed suspiciously as he moti

Shrek (Future City Adaptation)

@Piero Araya