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Synecdoche Suicide (Cont.) — Chapter 4 (The Mother's Perspective) D

⚝ Intercepted At January 19, 2026

 Chapter 4 (Cont.)

The geological consequence of the third great war was massive. The old world was classified into five continents. The nuclear technology advanced after the second great war to a terrifying degree. When they were put to rampant use during the third great war, it seemed as if the earth was distressed down to tectonic plates. Like a mother yet unaware of the grief of child's passing, they fell into a moribund catatonia, the state of near-death indefinitely sustained; and the corpse of the earth was no longer in her hands as her mind fell back into incessant static. She was unable to comprehend the meaning of her son, losing the warmth of her embrace, falling down on the cold ground. Her spirit could no longer process anything... There were no disparate continents anymore but chunks of landmass floating on dead ocean. The former continent of the New World Federation used to be massive, since then it has been asunder. So have been all of the former continents. The harmonious sound of the former earth was perpetually disturbed by an incessant clamour from where only mild resemblances of the former harmony could be made out, only if one was properly trained and had not fallen into the same fate of catatonic Mother Earth. The situation was not clear during the final climax of the third war, and for a while after that it had remained looming beyond the horizon of discernibility, for humanity had other concerns of immediate addressal. But sometime later, using the unharmed satellites, it was revealed that the continents had been rearranged haphazardly. Not of God's sublime calculation, not of clumsiness of a juvenile artist, but of a deliberate Devil, seemingly unharmonious yet full of statements: the former earth had been rendered into an abstract expressionist canvas. Like Arshile Gorky's Agony, the swansong of a visionary old world artist made before suicide, the earth was a burning studio where perceived specks of relative coolness were but projections of a tenacious mind. Satellite inspection had revealed that the former disparate continents of Europe and Africa had become a mishmash. The vast, unbroken landmass of Asia had borne the bayonett wounds like the rape of Nanking. Australia and Polynesian regions had plummeted down to the bottom of the radioactive oceans. Perhaps, the worst fate had occured to the Americas. The former continents of the Americas had some of the highest ecological varieties and massive breadths of land: tundra, desert, plain, tropical rainforest, temperate forest, boreal forest... Nothing had remained as they were. The unbroken mass of land now known as the New World Federation was part of the eastern North America.

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