Dreams as clear as water

Dreams as clear as water

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Science Fiction
I just wanted to write a story to express my emotions through a fictional story, based on Tony and Max, the story is based on a dark sci-fi aesthetic with skyrim style structure (in the sense that there are novel families with the "jarls", in this fictional word the "jarls" are CEO's of megacorporations, and in the sense that wifi is not super advance in the sense that in long distance communication you still need to use physical letters (I know that in a world where holographic technology and advance implants it makes no sense where long range wifi doesn't exist makes little sense but I really like the aspect), Tony is a short, skinny guy in his 18s that comes from a low class background in the lower parts of the city (I imagine it like some sort of coruscant but the top areas of the cities have grand Babylonian gardens and beautiful sky scrapers, while the lower areas of the cities are in a constant rain and have zero sunlight) while Max is a tall 25 year old man well build and smart, he is the heir to the throne of the Abstergo Megacorporation, a megacorp specialized in information storage and their new genetic historic protections.
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