Shangjing Prefecture, downtown.
In Donghua's capital—the center of its politics, economy, and culture—the nocturnal cityscape possessed an ineffable splendor.
Skyscrapers, lights, streams of traffic, and tides of people, both brilliant and obscure, wove together into a fantastical, bustling world.
All of life's joys and sorrows converged in this city.
The upper echelons of power decided the nation's fate here. The country's elite gathered to enjoy the city's glamour and prestige. And then there were the destitute, struggling to chase their so-called dreams. They lived huddled in basements, peering at the beautiful night sky through skylights no bigger than manhole covers.
Central Business District, Dongxin Building.
This was the tallest building in all of Shangjing Prefecture. At 528 meters, it stood like a pillar holding up the heavens, a titan overlooking the entirety of Donghua's capital and showcasing the city's prosperity to the world.
