Void Corp files.

-Look at that Galaxia. Isn't that a beauty. - Said a tall man in a lab coat to AI looking through large window in an office that took almost entire floor of the skyscraper.

-I am incapable of answering that Question sir. You did not install aesthetics recognition algorithms into main body of my source code.

-One day you will compile that on your own. You have an adaptive neural network. - He smiled.- Tell me what's today on the agenda and how city is performing?

-You have Press conference at 7:15. Meeting with higher executive board at 8:30.  Some of your personal projects require attention so I scheduled that at 12:00. Lunch will be at 15:00 then more of your private research up until 18:00. At 19:00 after dinner gravicopter is scheduled to take you to sector B15 for your random inspection at research and Production facilities. -Said emotionless synthetic voice.
- City is operating under optimal parameters. Power cells  at average 64% min 32,5%, max 69,9% Power generators produce 1,7GW/h, crime levels at 0.4%, 5 detainees were picked for today's experiments from rehabilitation center. Our budget is 45,3226 billion Eurodolars. We gained 0.9% since yesterday. Military forces from US, France, Japan, Russia and Germany are currently negotiating contract with us to rent our Security Division to fight in Iran, Syria, and  United Korea. US, France and Germany also rented our laboratories and researches to perform 162 research projects for 5 billion Eurodolars that includes 39 Top secret projects. As an addendum I would like to remind you that tomorrow is 20'th anniversary of VoidCorp creation. 

-Ahh. Twenty years already. Somehow I thought that when I use magic I will be able to develop my corporation faster.

-Sir nobody was able to predict that you will have so many unfavorable random occurrences.

-I don't think that CIA Sniper eleven years ago was a random occurrence. It's a good thing that they didn't know I'm a Wolgon, or else they would pack that sniper with silver bullets.

-Sir I thought that you are invulnerable silver bullets

-I am. Silver bullet would at least give me bruise and a headache.-He smiled with a sarcastic grin.

	Prof. Horace Boucher that sounded nice. Most people believed that this was real name behind genius that created a mega-corporation on Paris suburbs from basically nothing. Officially back then he was a Paris born French citizen. Truth is he was a magical creature known to selected few as Voice, that came to this world in pursuit of personal interests. It is hard to stay in one universe longer then few millennia unless you want to travel among stars. Voice liked to travel from universe to universe looking for interesting variations of Earth. This one was exceptional. This universe had magic yet no human was remotely capable of using it. He loved to discover answers to questions like “why?” or “how?”. Usually universe's either have Techno centered humans with no or minimal magical energies, or civilizations centered on use of magic. This place put him in a unique position of power and he decided to use it. Not always for research, but also for his personal pleasure. Turning humans with his Techno-wizardry by various means into obedient pets, slaves, guardians and sex-toys was what he did in his spare time.

	Corporate city of Lebeaux with size of roughly sixty square kilometers houses over one and a half million people. Underground is filled with shopping malls and factories from witch crystal Skyscrapers grow like flowers connected by network of skyways. These buildings host thousands of citizens in luxurious apartments where they live for free. All basic products like food, water, power and internet are free of charge. Luxurious items are available to any citizen who is registered as an artist, scientist, technician or student, also free of charge. Politicians and press always stated that “Such Utopia can not exist and project will surely fail taking VoidCorp into the Void” they laughed but so far Lebeaux grows in size, population and popularity. expanding beyond Bio-domes that surround the city. In the very center of it stands the highest tower “VoidCorp HQ”

	There are two reasons as to why people commit a crime in this city. Some do this under psychological conditions like genetical aggression, stress, or mental illness like kleptomania. Other people commit crimes out of ideological reasons religious or anti-globalist acts of terror. Latter are sentenced to become human lab-rats or send to Paris to be dealt with by Standard authorities. First are medically “fixed” and psychologically conditioned until they are fit to rejoin society, or they get a choice either Rehabilitation or “few” tests in one of Voices private laboratories. Usually they say yes just to escape rehabilitation with their minds intact.

	On 297'th floor a new test subject just arrived from rehabilitation center. He is escorted by two guards in black uniforms of Lebeaux Security Forces. They are geared up as if they are ready to go to war. On their uniforms is heavy body armor that protects all vital areas of their bodies as well as full helmet that prevents petty thief from reading their facial expressions. All attempts to communicate with them are ignored and black helmets just reinforce the feeling that these security guards are robots. 

	He is thrown into a one-man cell witch is a step up from housing capsule in rehab-center. All surfaces are pure white, smooth and all are illuminating the place with few exceptions. It is hard to judge distances in these conditions. It creates a feeling of never ending plane but at the same time you can only walk about 3 steps from each side to opposite side. There in the wall that is opposite to door are facilities like shower toilet and food dispenser. Mattress is to the right soft, clean and really comfortable.

	-Ugh... okay man. You got yourself a sweet deal. They will test few pills on you maybe give you few shots of neutral solution if you got yourself into a control group and then you will be free. Fuck I hate that rehab place. Here I at least don't get enough room to breathe. -He grunted stroking his hair with both hands. - First order of business Nick you need a shower. You smell like a rat. - He thought to himself and approached the shower. To his surprise he did not found any faucet. Here there were two rectangles on  the wall to the side and that's about it. Floor here was tilted towards corner of the room where small hole was supposedly draining the water. Upon closer inspection when Nick put his foot on that surface water started running and two touch panels lit up one with red and other with blue vertical bars. Then whole contraption was pretty self explanatory. 

	Nicolas never seen such tech but he understood that this might have something to do with this being a research lab. It is easier to clean smooth surfaces like these and contaminants are easier to destroy.

	A beeping sound brought his attention to the wall with food dispenser. Plastic glass with green liquid fell down and couple of pills landed on a tray. -Is that what I will be testing? - he took all pills and gulped them down with green water-like drink. Pills had no taste but that green stuff was surprisingly thick and had a very sweet kick to it. Nick decided after a while that a siesta is in order, and he dozed off on pure white bed.