Sora laughed, a sound like glass bells. "That’s the mistake, Kael. You’re looking for a root in a world designed for wings. Culture used to be a cage—it told you who to marry, what to eat, which gods to fear. Now? It’s just software."
Kael was a "shifter"—a byproduct of the Great Integration. His DNA was a patchwork of three continents, and his dialect was a glitchy mix of Mandarin, English, and Spanish. In this era, "culture" wasn’t something you inherited; it was something you downloaded or discarded. "You’re staring again," a voice chirped. Beyond Culture
"I’m trying to find the 'authentic' part," Kael said, gesturing to the city outside. "Everything feels like a remix of a remix." Sora laughed, a sound like glass bells