Do you belong to the city?
The age of human division should’ve ended five years ago when the decades-old war between the Auran Alliance and the Alystierian Empire drew to a close. Turns out, things change.
When the League of Independent Worlds, aka “the Bog,” announced its secession from the Prime Territories, debate raged across the galaxy. For some, the move was an affront to the peace for which so many had paid the price. To others, it represented a clean break from years of superpower neglect and a fresh start on a new frontier where a being’s destiny could be its own.
Fast-forward to present day and one truth remains: “Folks in the Bog make frok-tons of money.”
Nowhere is this more evident than in the bustling streets of Detron City, a place where thrills are chased by thousands, deals are made to impact millions, and where temptations lie in wait beneath the neon glow and lavish excesses of the city’s nightlife for anyone seeking an escape.
It’s also a place where people vanish.
Danny Tucker is a retired Auran staff sergeant and an ex-cop from Miami living in Detron City. He just got a call. A friend’s son has gone missing.