King Blake awoke in his throne room, still grappling with the weight of the previous day's events. It had only been a few hours since the barriers rose, the teleportation circles appeared, and the chosen ones vanished in radiant flashes of light. The world outside his palace was chaotic, yet somehow still contained in the shifting energy of the barriers. The air around him hummed with a strange intensity, as though the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.
Suddenly, as if responding to an unspoken command, a flood of information poured into his mind.
It wasn't a voice, but a knowledge—a cascade of facts, instructions, and truths, all flooding his senses in an overwhelming deluge. It came in a form he couldn't fully comprehend, like a strange wave that bypassed reason and settled deep in his mind. The System, the force responsible for all of this, had decided that the world's leaders would be informed, all at once.
The Teleportation Circles:
The first piece of knowledge that assaulted Blake's mind was the teleportation circles—those eerie, glowing structures that had appeared out of nowhere.
They weren't just decoration; they were integral to this new world order. These circles allowed the movement of people and items between worlds, yet they came with strict limitations. Blake felt an odd certainty in this new knowledge That He held Absolute Control over it He could allow his people to go wherever they want or oppose limits and rules he can also forcefully summon them back at will He can also control what can come over Limiting it by Wealth, Race, Age, Education, Nationality and many others
The barriers, which surrounded every nation, prevented free movement between countries. They were, in essence, borders of isolation, locking each realm within its own confines. Each teleportation circle was tied to its respective Country
Strict Limits would govern the use of the teleporters. It would be a long time before anyone could freely travel. Even once activated, they could only transport certain things: items for survival, equipment for trade, but not people. Not yet. The circles had to be treated with caution, their purpose uncertain. There were too many unknowns, Blake now understood that teleportation would have to be limited, with certain conditions that had to be met before anything could happen.
The Chosen Ones and Their Powers:
Another aspect of this new world was the chosen ones—those individuals who had vanished in flashes of light, only to become linked to the leaders. Blake felt their presence, sensed their thoughts, saw through their eyes, and even felt what they felt. This new bond was a strange psychic connection—a profound link that allowed him to experience the world from three distinct perspectives.
The information flood told him that this wasn't just a gift for him. Every leader was experiencing this same phenomenon: an empathetic connection to the chosen ones from their nation. They could sense their chosen ones' physical sensations, emotions, and thoughts. It wasn't perfect—sometimes it felt like a murky, incomprehensible stream of data—but it was a real-time connection, an invaluable asset.
A New Chosen One Every Month:
But this wasn't just a random event. The System made it clear: a new chosen one would be summoned every month, from the age of 6 to 98. Their health, or mental condition, didn't matter; the System had no care for whether the individual was near death or suffering from disabilities. They would be summoned, and it was a matter of luck whether they were strong, weak, or even barely alive.
Blake could only imagine how this would complicate things. Every month, his country—his kingdom—would receive a new chosen one, and he would have to manage this new soul, their capabilities, and the challenges that came with them. It could be a blessing or a burden.
But there was more.
The Space Shifter:
In addition to the psychic link to the chosen ones, Blake learned of the Space Shifter: a peculiar ability granted to the leaders. The Space Shifter allowed a 5 cubic foot storage unit, capable of holding up to 50 pounds of items, equipment, gear, food, and even medical supplies. Blake now understood that he could send these items twith a processing time of 11 hours for each transfer. The Chosen ones could then add thing back and and send it back bringing supplies and goods. This was the new supply chain of the world, with each leader being able to send items to the chosen ones.
Blake's First Message:
Blake focused on his chosen ones, his thoughts unwavering as he transmitted his message: "You are not alone. Supplies will arrive at your location in 11 hours. Among them, you will find bread, potatoes, meats, medical supplies, weapons, and tools. I wish you luck. The future of our country depends on you. Please return any minerals, plants, or anything you think would be of use. Your Country Depends on you"
The message felt like a weighty promise, one that came from his heart. He wasn't sure what would happen next, but he knew he had to be ready.
King Blake stood at the edge of his balcony, looking out at the quiet chaos of his kingdom. The streets were alive with citizens, but there was an undercurrent of fear and uncertainty. What was going on? What had happened? There was no way to explain it, but Blake could feel the burden of leadership heavier than ever.
And yet, in this moment, Blake had an advantage—a direct link to the future. He could communicate with his chosen ones, and with this new power at his disposal, he could send them what they needed. Without hesitation, Blake sent his first message and activated the Space Shifter.
First Shipment:
He carefully chose what would be most useful for his chosen ones:
7 pounds of bread 3 pounds of potatoes 10 pounds of various meats10 pounds of assorted drinks 14 pounds of daggers, pistols, and bullets including a shotgun 2 pounds of medical equipment 4 pounds of miscellaneous odds and ends: nails, screws, hammers, bolts, wrenches, and matches.
These were the supplies he would send out into the world, the first of many shipments to come. He wasn't certain where the chosen ones were, or even if they could survive in the wilderness, but this was his best effort.
The space shifter would ensure that the items would arrive in 11 hours, with another 11-hour return cycle. Blake hoped that these supplies would reach his chosen ones, whoever they were, and help them survive in a world that was no longer the one they knew.
He didn't know if his message would be the beginning of a new era or the beginning of a struggle for survival. But one thing was certain: Blake had to prepare for whatever lay ahead.
The Leaders' First Moves:
As the leaders received the same flood of information, each began to make their own decisions. Some were eager to activate the teleporters and send goods, while others hesitated. No one knew the full consequences of what they were doing. Blake knew he had to tread carefully, ensuring that his kingdom wasn't caught off guard by the chaos outside. The teleportation circles were dangerous, unpredictable, and the chosen ones would be his first test.
Blake stood tall, his mind already turning to the next steps, knowing that this would be a defining moment in his rule. He couldn't afford to fail. Not when everything depended on it.