In the Automagician city of Solitude, magic runs abundant. It powers your transportation, your home, your work. All you have to do is earn it-- and you have infinite opportunities to do so. With every citizen teeming with unlimited time and potential, your city has cultivated a wonderfully competitive spirit!
Just kidding.
There may have been a time when this shit was true, but judging by the cracked buildings and empty streets, it's been a long while. However, you're in luck-- for the first time in 600 years, the dead god Sol has called a Gratitude Festival wherein whoever presents the most creative innovation will be awarded more magic than they can possibly imagine.
....Hopefully you can get off work.
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