Mad World
Science Fiction
It is the year 2037. Our world is dying, slowly, from a virus that has rendered mankind infertile. Not a single child has been born in 25 years. Governments are now powerless puppets for the biggest corporations and Biocorp, the world's biggest, keeps promising a cure that never comes
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A chillingly plausible vision of a future devoid of new life. It feels like a slow descent into despair, where corporate promises mask a world on the brink of extinction. The atmosphere is heavy with the weight of a dying planet.
bleakoppressivedesperatesomberslow-burndystopian sci-figritty realismminimalistexistential dreadcorporate controlloss of hopesocietal decay
dystopia
