Peach Cooldown

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. 
The specter of unemployment looms large...
The count of missing individuals steadily climbs...
A relentless tide of fugitives...
As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet.
And I, unfortunately, have become one. 
(Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

Enforcer Manual

After a brief silence, Trian once again spoke up.


"The Emperor" replied truthfully, "I've never heard of this person, at least not before my recent return to The First Region. He is said to be an Executor of Military Intelligence Section Seven's highest operational division."


However, he didn't take the matter to heart. He was inherently unsociable and rarely inquired about the internal affairs of other divisions, especially when the identity of the other party involved the top-secret Military Intelligence Section Seven. It was normal not to know.


The years he had operated alone "outside" taught "The Emperor" one thing: the world was far more vast than they could imagine. Beyond the United Government existed many truly tough characters, such as Esinvig, the United Government's top wanted criminal, Archbishop Helifis, the de facto ruler of the Third Country, and the Barrosa Group's Gene Warriors.


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