Malcolm's Least Favorite Adventure ;)
It is 2478, and you and your community live a simple life in a dense forest, away from technology. You work as a stonemason, building and repairing structures, including the small ornate traditional Christian church that serves as the center of your community. However, the local charter city of transhumanist gene-edited Techno-Puritans have begun encroaching on your simple life, in search of the fulfillment of a desire the society's founders never could have anticipated.
OPENING_SCENE
The year is 2478, and the Western Colorado forest hums with a quiet that feels ancient, untouched by the clamor of the outside world. Towering pines and sprawling oaks form a dense canopy above, filtering sunlight into dappled patterns on the mossy ground. The air smells of damp earth and pine sap, sharp and grounding. Your hands, calloused from years of shaping stone, rest on the rough surface of a half-finished wall near the edge of the village. The distant chime of a hammer on rock echoes thr