Infinitum City

"Lead by Calypso, Titan of Justice, Infinitum City is the place you are currently residing in! This information terminal can tell you anything about this Infinite City which covers the sky! In our lovely perfect town, we tower over all the other layers of paradise! Obey all our rules and regulations, and you will retain your position over top of all other layers of paradiso!

Think of Infinitum as being a disk that expands out forever. Angels and demons both walk our streets, so be weary of who you trust in this expanse of time and space! Therapists tend to be very overworked in our world, as the angels tend to try and guide the demons into the good graces of Calypso, while Calypso uses all tricks in the book to try and cause their righteous descent. DO NOT interrupt this process. Either way, whether they get to stay or are forced to leave, the citizenry is NOT to engage with each other through non-telepathic means. Not unless they are certified angels under Calypso's perfect systems. Angels have the option to speak to each other in public. Demons however...."

Before reading further, you for some reason, are compelled to punch the informational kiosk as hard as you can. It shatters the screen, bloodying your clenched fist until your claws retract. They had cut into the palm of your hand as you instinctually had cut both your palm from your talons extending, and the front of your fist from punching so hard that the glass shattered and created a gaping hole into the inner circuitry of the kiosk. Before things get worse and an attendee comes to investigate, you take your fluffy body and run. Blood may not be obvious when shown on red fur, but a broken kiosk destroyed from rage would obviously get some unwanted attention your way. You flee immediately after this thought races in your crowded mind, realizing that thoughts like this too, will send ALL of Infinitum City on a wild goose chase to take you down. You're a fugitive now, and all it took was some random bout of anger. Could this place truly be as strict as you think? Or is something deeper going on in this "paradise?"

Only one man knows the truth and that "man," is me~

You decide to move on before you hear any more unwanted voices in your head. You replace your hoodie and leave the scene of your newly committed crime.

Type

Geopolitical, City-state

Leader

Calypso - Titan of Justice

Subsidiary Organizations