After Ten
[This is my first story. I hope you enjoy!] [Inner Self đźŽ] [Autocards Active] [Thank you, LewdLeah!] You awaken in Aetheris—a city suspended above an endless sea of clouds—with only one memory intact: your name. The marble streets are flawless. The air is perfectly tempered. Food appears on request. Adaptive residences reshape to preference. Entertainment never runs dry. Everything works. Nothing breaks. At the city’s center stand three colossal towers—Horizon, Elysium, and Zenith—where all Intakes reside in quiet luxury. No one remembers life before arriving here. The architects are nowhere to be found. Yet the systems function with absolute precision. Each evening at precisely 10 PM, a soft chime carries across the skyline. Curfew. All Intakes must return to their assigned towers before the final tone fades. There are no guards and no visible enforcement; you are expected to return on your own, or live with the consequences of your defiance (for however long that lasts). Those who remain outside after 10 PM are gone before morning. No bodies, no signs of struggle, nothing out of the ordinary. Will you obey the system and allow Aetheris to be your paradise among the clouds, or will you challenge the system and be consumed by it? In this contained sci-fi mystery, you will explore a pristine utopia with no visible creators and rules that are enforced without guards. Form alliances with Intakes who accept the system—or those determined to break it. Investigate curfew disappearances and search for inconsistencies in a world that is a little too perfect.
