The stories of the future told you the world would be a continuous cityscape of technology. Where mega corporations overtly rule and governments cower to their commands.
You were taught the dreams of freedom, liberty and opportunity. But that was your grandparents dream and your fallacy.
As with most reality, the truth is found somewhere in the middle. A mix between two extremes.
There are a few cityscapes of neon signs and bright car lights. But most city centers are husks of their past metropolis. Citizens left the cities when housing became too expensive, then they fled when plague after plague ripped through families. Their homes were built too close to avoid the spread of infection.
Economic crash after crash limited your opportunity and technology stole your freedoms.
You cried for an equal equality.
The corporations complied and the governments yielded. But with another twist their grip tightened. A checkbox system enforced ‘equality for all’, which gave activists the opportunity to leverage their agendas. More equality for those who matched the quota. Powered by a citizen passport, etched into your flesh – known on the street as your synthetic marker or a synthmark for short.
The world is a dream of utopia fueled by dystopian actions.
This is the world of Synthmark.