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Time flies like an arrow; days and months pass like a fleeting shuttle.
These phrases, originally metaphorical, now became a literal reality for the people of The First Region.
Time had been redefined: it rushed by from dawn to dusk and then slowed to a crawl at sunset. In the limited history of the United Government, or the world for that matter, such a bizarre phenomenon had never occurred. The High-level Parliament held four emergency meetings in a single day but failed to come to any conclusions.
They couldn't even be sure if this was a man-made event.
Some believed it was a harbinger of a coming calamity, for in the visions of the future revealed by gods to humankind, the environment and order of the world would shift with the onset of the apocalypse, much like the indelible mark left by the Third War, which had yet to be completely erased even after the establishment of the United Government.
